I see the way you are doing things despite the fact that they are hard or scary. The way you don't give up. The way you seek, you survive, know in your bones that you are brave, even when you manage to talk yourself out of that knowing. You still know.
I see the way you breathe in symbiosis with trees that you've never even met. The way you rearrange yourself endlessly, like a galaxy. You’re a miracle. I can see it, I hope you can see it too.