We have more in common with trees than we have in different!
I think of this often and for many reason …
While walking away after pruning a tree in desperate need of a little TLC, I can almost hear it whisper, “… somebody loves me …”
Yes, we are like the trees –
.. we are individuals, but need each other
.. we are strong yet fragile, and like the trees –
.. we are perfectly imperfect.