That I might see the weathering of life as gifting the shape of a heart. That my needs might be so simple that my roots would thrive and flourish with so little. That I might trust where I am knowing even…..
I cannot tell you how many times I have passed this tree and never noticed. One tree cut down. Another tree supported by and cradling the other’s absence. I know what it whispered to my heart on this day. I leave it now with you, trusting the…..
“Little timid marmot, now sitting across the street, I know you are fearful. I am sorry my presence scared you. I was spreading seed so you would have an abundance to eat. I know your instincts have taught you to be timid and…..
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