I have always thought that trees are the truest reflection of human life and emotions
I have sooo manyyy things to talk about trees and nature*♡🍀🍁✿
A tree is so much like our life , ig it changes with time, just as we do and sometimes it withers, just like we do during our hardest days , leaves fall, some seasons leave it completely bare, and sometimes only a few leaves remain ,there are moments when its branches seem lifeless and then without warning, flowers begin to bloom again. Just like our lives, a tree goes through seasons of loss, growth, and renewal through every high and every low
Maybe the branches, leaves, and flowers of a tree are like the people who enter our lives ig
Some people are like diseased leaves, Just as one infected leaf can slowly affect the others, the wrong people can spread their negativity and slowly change us too.
But that's the beautiful thing about trees that they teach us that nothing stays forever, With time, those damaged leaves eventually fall And if they don't, the entire tree begins to suffer
Life is no different. Sometimes, letting go isn't a loss, it's what keeps us alive and growing
Ig the flowers and fruits are the most beautiful part of all
They are the reward after every season of loss, every storm, every bare branch, and every hardship
A tree doesnt bloom all year ,it has to endure countless phases before it finally blossoms.
Just like us, after everything we've been through, our flowers and fruits become the victories we once thought we'd never reach
God it took me two days to think about it I mean, I'd thought about all of this a long time ago, It's just that I didn't know how I was going to express it, I can only truly express myself on paper or in my mind.
I wanna be a tree as well , one standing far away in the mountains, where no footsteps reach, A tree that blooms with countless flowers but never bears fruit. never. Because if I grew fruit people would come to take it, and soon they would expect more and more from me. I'd rather be admired from afar than valued only for what I can give.
I finally figured out what kind of tree I want to be I want to be a hibiscus tree, standing somewhere deep in the mountains
I want to simply bloom in silence, untouched by expectations, letting the wind carry my flowers wherever it wishes
Ik whatever i wrote is bullshit
I have a whole different level of hatred for expectations
Even after writing all of this, it still feels like something is missing like there's still something left unsaid
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