Nature’s rhythm pulses, a heartbeat felt in every blade, every petal, a reminder that we are all intertwined, each moment a note in the symphony.

When we walk among the trees, minding our steps, each touch a conversation, a connection that lingers, a dance of the divine.

We are the stories told, the whispers in the wind, a celebration of existence, a reverence for the earth.

• Alejandra Zambra