The secret lovers beneath the sky

In the park I often visit, there is a particular tree I’m drawn to—a beautiful eucalyptus. Over time, as I returned again and again to sit beneath it, I noticed another eucalyptus tree standing nearby. It was then I realised: these two trees seem to embody the essence of the feminine and the masculine.

The first tree, the one I had been sitting under, has several low, open branches that, as they form, resemble the soft curves of a woman’s body, as if she is offering herself to life. Her trunk bends slightly, reaching toward the earth, grounded and nurturing. The second tree, standing close by, is tall, straight, and strong—an image of unwavering presence and support. Together, they appear as lovers: their roots intertwined in secret beneath the earth, their branches stretching upward and holding hands in the air, offering their connection for all to see.

Eucalyptus trees peel away their bark, shedding their old skin and standing fully bare. Every year, they undress themselves completely, preparing for renewal, for a new beginning. The eucalyptus is often seen as a symbol of strength, purification, and spiritual connection—bridging the underworld, the earth, and the heavens.

I find it fascinating that these two trees were planted side by side. It feels intentional, as if nature itself conspired to orchestrate their romance. The feminine tree bends toward the masculine, reaching for his embrace with her own branches. I wonder: would their branches have ever touched if she hadn’t leaned into him?

Watching them, I couldn't help but wonder: in our own lives, how often do we dare to reach out? How often do we lean into connection, trusting that we will be met?And how often are we actually met the way we hope and deserve?
I sometimes wish people were more like trees- open, honest, and deeply rooted into their true nature.

We are invited to lean into connection, but also to tune in deeply—to feel into the space between us and another, and to sense if they are truly open and ready to receive us. Sometimes, we must remember that love is not just about reaching out, but about discerning where our roots are safe and welcomed to intertwine.

Lying between these two trees, I felt deeply held, fascinated by their silent, powerful love story, and once again- in awe of nature’s wisdom and mystery.

I invite you that next time you find yourself among trees, pause and look around. Perhaps you will notice love stories written in their roots and branches, quietly reminding you of the sacred dance of connection that lives within us all.

P.S.: The picture I added is of these two trees, captured in their tender embrace.

Love,

Rosie x