Always

The trees are still there.

Year after year,

heartache after joy,

after trial after win.

They’ve been there the whole time.

Holding the sky and the earth together,

like it’s no big deal,

standing witness to it all.

You were never alone.

The trees were there.

And the sky.

And the earth.

And if you reach out your hand

to touch them,

or plant your bare feet

on the ground,

or raise your arms

to the sky,

even for a moment –

you’ll feel it.

The connection.

The comfort.

The strength.

The reset.

The trees are still there.

Hang on.

©️2026 Cristen Writes