friends to me
in a thousand ways
mighty and meek
is their loveliness
"I part the out thrusting branches
and come in beneath
the blessed and the blessing trees."
~Wendell Berry (From the poem Woods)
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Terry, I can feel the snap of the cold and the beautiful bleakness of the surroundings. I was there among he branches.
ReplyDeleteYay. Glad to hear you enjoyed an experience in the trees. :) And great to hear from you. :)
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