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Pine Wood

  Leaving the path I walk into the woods. Sit on a fallen branch  within a circle of pine trees, twigs, sticks,  rotting wood,  pine needles and  fallen leaves, layer upon layer, composted. A decay that  nourishes these  silent giants  whose spongy  … Continue reading

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    Like string beads on wire, a series of thoughts distract oneself from the present. To the outer world, it may seem you are in a daydream, but the wisdom of the heart, in a fusion of warmth that brings to … Continue reading

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