wander, stumble, wonder

By imo_weg

A Good Office

There are (I'm sure) many trees that have grown accustomed to their human companions. They work on smooth, hollowed backrests, and shape the ground with their roots. On a sunny day person and tree sit together, soaking up the warmth. The tree creaks gently, slowly preparing new leaves. The person reads, recharging and enjoying the almost-spring air.

Comments
Sign in or get an account to comment.