A long time ago, when my life was in turmoil, I found my tree, beside a stream in a city park. Whenever I was troubled, I went to my tree and looked up into it’s branches, knowing that it had been there for centuries, long before the estates around it had been built. It calmed me and cleared my mind. I loved it in all seasons and it anchored me to earth. (Thank you for reminding me :)
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