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Quietly, I walked along the pine needled path as a pair of larks serenaded the morning sky. They trilled from branches high in the trees until I sneezed from pollen flying on the breeze. I'd beg their pardon, saying I meant no harm but quickly they flew away, filled with alarm. A tear on my cheek for the havoc I'd wreaked as I knelt 'neath the shade of an ancient oak, bowed my head so as not to provoke its ire. I felt the sun on my nape, the heat of its fire daring not to move from it and into the shade. I stayed beneath the bowing limbs, praying as summer's stifling wind had them swaying... until sweat ran in rivulets down my back. It was not humility for nature that I lacked, for I held great reverence for earthen things, mosquito hawk wings, wildflowers, and the trees that tower over me. My legs were numb as I succumbed to pain and sat upon that needle strewn path until a gentle afternoon rain fell from the clouds. Until the larks returned to take a flutter wings bath in puddles. I managed not to laugh aloud and disturb their forested refuge once again. I sat quite still, and they began to trill in song, glancing at me now and again with forgiving eyes. Or perhaps it was a look to criticize my presence.

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Reverence for Earthen Things

Quietly, I walked along the pine needled path as a pair of larks serenaded the morning sky. They trilled from branches high in the trees until I sneezed from pollen flying on the breeze. I'd beg their pardon, saying I meant no harm but quickly they flew away, filled with alarm. A tear on my cheek for the havoc I'd wreaked as I knelt 'neath the shade of an ancient oak, bowed my head so as not to provoke its ire. I felt the sun on my nape, the heat of its fire daring not to move from it and into the shade. I stayed beneath the bowing limbs, praying as summer's stifling wind had them swaying... until sweat ran in rivulets down my back. It was not humility for nature that I lacked, for I held great reverence for earthen things, mosquito hawk wings, wildflowers, and the trees that tower over me. My legs were numb as I succumbed to pain and sat upon that needle strewn path until a gentle afternoon rain fell from the clouds. Until the larks returned to take a flutter wings bath in puddles. I managed not to laugh aloud and disturb their forested refuge once again. I sat quite still, and they began to trill in song, glancing at me now and again with forgiving eyes. Or perhaps it was a look to criticize my presence.