I, Leaf

I am a leaf as you are, devoid of eyes to see the tree, except in autumn, when as tree I watch my green dress drop.

Across the sun’s fire, a tree is known to write the calligraphy of a cool breeze. Plant more trees.

Nobody claps for you when you’re planting. Only when it’s harvest season.

A tree is a simple energy system, unlike humans, who are awkwardly fumbling through the dizzying power of will and movement.

Some supermarkets in Japan feature photos of the farmers who grew the produce on their fruit and vegetable boxes.

I celebrate the Earth by gracing it.

Birds chirp an hour before dawn and the frequency opens up the stomata of the plants to breathe. The frequency is common in classical music. Play classical to your plants for MUCH larger crops. Its called sonicbloom.

Ever think about how we're only alive because of all the plants?

drinking tea with honey always feels a little unreal. when you think about it, i’m sipping something that used to be sunlight and flowers

seek perfection in nature—in the nature *out there* and the nature of all things, all!~ 🌷🍃

Never question the timing of a universe that never missed a single sunrise.

It’s the sound of rain that you hear in the silence of a tree and yourself when awake alone in the early morning hour.

human beings are so cute all we require is *sits and stares peacefully at a fire* *sits and stares peacefully at the ocean* *sits and stares peacefully at a sleeping animal* and then boom everything starts feeling okay again

healing happens in circles, not lines. you will return to old places with new eyes.

You can hear the rhythm of the whole universe when you do nothing at all

I don’t want a city on Mars. I don’t want AI in every app. I don’t want data centres in space. I don’t want humanoids or flying cars. I want clean water. I want a stable climate. I want bees to survive. And a habitable planet.

everything sings. everything dances

The earth is just spinning through infinite darkness at 67,000 miles per hour and somehow it also made blueberries?? And laughing?? And the feeling of sun on your face?? What is this place. What a an absolute gift.

Perch a thought on your shoulder and let it sing its whole song. Usually, they fly away after that. Take it from a tree and observe without ensnaring.

RARE GOOD NEWS in 2026: After being wiped out by deforestation, blue-and-yellow macaws have returned to Rio de Janeiro, Brazil, after 200 years.