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Wisdom of Trees

The morn dawns
Soft and misty
And warm
After gentle fall rains

The rhythm of seasons
Goes on and on
Ten thousand years
The same as now

Hot, cold
Rain, sun
Profusion of color
Dreary gray

Like human life
Up and down
Always changing
Yet always the same

Easy to sway
Back and forth
Like grasses on a field
Depending on the moment

But within this dance
The trees are wise
Unswayed by cold grey
They hold spring upwards always


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