Beneath the Canopy

In the shaded heart of the world, a hidden garden unfolds, a sanctuary of emerald light, a sanctuary for the restless.

Each petal, a letter written, each branch an outstretched hand, as sunlight dances through the leaves, a performance only nature knows.

Here, I pause and breathe deep, released from the weight of noise, as the world softens its edges, a moment suspended in grace.

• María Pizarro