The ground always finds a way back.
Burnt fields turn green. Rivers clear. Forests rebuild in their own time.
The trouble is the noise around us.
Everyone has an opinion on what counts as real impact.
Big moves. Loud moves. Perfect moves.
But the earth doesn’t score it like that.
It notices small care.
A bit of restraint. A choice made with care.
Quiet actions that don’t ask for praise.
Your effort might not be the thing that saves it.
But the earth will still remember how you showed up.
