Squinting through the canopy, she looks for the sun
Leaves falling like dry brittle tears
Crunching footsteps through cracking twigs, Unaware of mycelium network underfoot
Each towering tree once a sapling she nurtured from seed
Individual unique perfection
She caresses the bark of each, calling them by name
Oblivious to their interconnection
This line “Leaves falling like dry brittle tears”, paints a truly beautiful picture. I really enjoyed reading this.