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leave the way you came

I’ve come to feel that we’re not truly isolated as long as we’re in the company of trees

 

leave the way you came

 

early sun on old snow, the wind

speaking in the high trees — welcome

 

move slowly in stillness — listen

completely.  carry only respect

 

and reverence.  leave

the way you came

 

 

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