I wonder: Trees Letting Go

I wonder if the trees think they are dying? Do they feel panicked and afraid or does it feel like a release? Is it painful? Do they know their leaves will grow back or do they despair that this is the end? 

I wonder if the older trees comfort the younger ones. The wise old trees telling stories of cycles and death and rebirth. Sharing the miracle they have seen and come to know, saying “do not be afraid, this is not death.” 

I wonder if then they are relieved to be letting go. Each leaf floating down feels like another breath. Like the spaces are opening and making room. Like rest. 

I wonder if this is what God meant to teach us. If we got quiet enough, could we hear the wisdom of the trees? Would we feel less afraid? Would we feel connection? Would we know, deep in our bones, the rhythm of life and earth and cycles? Maybe we would let go more, trust more, find rest.  Maybe that is what it means to be part of Creation. Part of God.

I wonder.