Imagine spending your entire life

making something beautiful...

and never getting to enjoy it.

That's every tree.

The mango tree

has never tasted a mango.

The orange tree

has never sucked an orange.

The cashew tree

has never cracked a single nut.

Even the cocoa tree

has never known

what chocolate tastes like.

Isn't that ironic?

They spend decades

stretching towards the sun,

fighting storms,

burying roots into stubborn soil,

only to watch strangers

pluck the reward.

No receipts.

No applause.

No "thank you."

Just another season

of giving.

Meanwhile,

human beings

want to be the seed,

the rain,

the farmer,

the fruit,

and the customer.

We don't just want to grow.

We want to own

everything growth produces.

Maybe that's why

we're always exhausted.

The forest never competes.

The bamboo

doesn't envy the palm.

The hibiscus

doesn't argue with the rose.

Even weeds

know where they belong.

Yet the only creature

with the biggest brain

is the one

constantly comparing gardens.

Perhaps

nature has been laughing at us

this whole time.

Because the tree

understands a truth

many people never will:

You don't become valuable

because of what you keep.

You become unforgettable

because of what you leave behind.

The greatest trees

never tasted their own fruit.

Yet generations

remember their shade.

TwoCents:

Maybe the greatest harvest in life isn't eating every fruit you grow...

Maybe it's becoming the shade that someone else will one day call home.