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Wise Old Trees

I see someone wants to trade eight hundred year old trees for timber. Clearly, not someone who knows how to listen to WiseElders. When these trees were mere seedlings, they were already exploring how deep and rich is Earth's flowering flow of nurturing rivers. Most people in that ancient time were monotonously sure Earth is simply, fundamentally, even evangelistically, flat. And eight hundred years later still clueless how deep and rich is Earth's flowering flow of multiculturing sacred time.

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Date: 3/14/2018 4:53:00 AM
I really appreciated this poem ! Thanks for sharing it!
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Date: 3/12/2018 10:30:00 PM
Well done Gerald!! Interesting reading..
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