Under the Tree
Tranquility of trees,
standing there watching us throughout time.
Those before us,
those coming after.
All the knowings of how, what if, almost, and what was completed.
Gathering wisdom.
I am resting in your shadow,
my eyes following the intriguing ways
your leaves sow the sun. Filling me with certainty;
There is a meaning to it all.
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