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My life as a tree.

Raz

Bluelighter
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Aug 11, 2002
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In an igloo made of asbestos and chicken-wire.
I would stand my ground
and the light and the air would nourish me.
I would remember my strengths
and the nooks of my branches would nurture those smaller than me.
I would reach up to the sky and down through the ground
and my roots and the tips of my leaves both would give thanks;
Thanks to the world for having me here,
thanks to each part of it for making its mark,
and I would spend my days teaching quiet nobility
in my life as a tree.
:)
 
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