Once upon a branch, a little bird said hello. Do you remember the way the leaves danced? The sun tickled them like a gentle giant.
Round and round, the circles we draw, just like tree rings that tell stories in whispers. Have you seen the shadow play on the ground?
Imagine if clouds were made of candy floss. Would the trees reach for them, like children stretching for the stars?
There’s a path that leads to nowhere but always feels like home. Walk it, and you might find a long-forgotten secret or just a sleepy rabbit.
Feel the soft wind. It’s the trees breathing, reminding us of the branches we all have. Which way will you grow today?
Roots' Stories