The intrusion of nature

I was riding to work and a leaf landed on my windshield.

Just that. Just, I was in a car, on a heavily-trafficked road, at a stoplight, commuting. I was all the things that aren’t about nature, and aren’t about the Gods. I was not thinking. I was not in sacred space, either in my mind or in my body.

And a leaf, a big brown leaf, landed on my windshield, exactly at eye level, and said “Look at me, I am nature.” Yes, leaf, you are. I looked.


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