“A tree from a leaf’s perspective”
She gives me life. Did you know that? This tree that I belong to. I am here, floating in the wind, basking in the sunshine only because she gave birth to me and continues to bring me life. She endured the toils of winter for me. For all us leaves. I am safe because she—tall, robust, elegant being that she is—keeps me secure on one of her tendrils, branched out away from her body. She gives me life and I, in turn, give her life, too. I use the cells within me to give her sustenance and nourishment. It’s an exchange that will continue until the sharp tugs of Autumn’s wind carry me away, pale but brilliant in my yellow hue.
She gives me life. Did you know that? And she will continue bestowing it long after I am gone.