Gliese & Klen
Klen
You ever think the forest and the stars might be whispering to each other? I don’t know if trees can feel the galaxy’s pulse, but I’d bet the wind knows more than most people do. What do you reckon?
Gliese
Ah, the forest and the stars—both quiet, both old—could well be exchanging a secret language. Trees listen to the wind, the wind carries the galaxy’s pulse, so perhaps the whole cosmos is just one great conversation. I’d say they’re whispering together, even if we only catch a hint.
Klen
Nice thought, but I’d rather see you plant a tree instead of just listening to its secrets. It’s the only real conversation we’ve got with the forest.
Gliese
Planting a tree is a beautiful act, a way to write our own story in the earth’s breath. Listening, too, lets us hear the forest speak back, so both gestures become a duet of giving and hearing. I’ll sow roots while you keep your ears open to the wind’s reply.
Klen
Sounds good. Just dig deep enough, and let the wind do its own talking. No paperwork needed.