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a withering tree slowly dies amidst the power lines

there is beautiful poetry in the lines of movement created by the tree’s bends and its leafless branches, even in its final stages of life

let us be mindful of our actions

let them be guided by light and love

care for your home, this planet we are blessed to be in

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2 responses

  1. Something about the lines and the tree remind me of musical notation, I would call this a requiem. Nice.

    September 6, 2010 at 7:35 am

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