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The Language of Trees
Have you ever communed with a tree?
The essence of all
Mother earths rich gift
Used your eyes, studied her bark, roots, canopy.
Noticed her position in the forest family
A watcher of the woods or an infant in the glade
Full sun or partial shade
Colour, shape, size, branches, leaves can all be studied
But have you ever looked deeper.
Looked beyond, felt her fears, dreams...
Tuesday 14th August 2018 10:58 am
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