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The Soil Knew Before I Did
"There is a quote I encountered somewhere along this journey that stopped me cold: if you like a flower, you pluck it — but if you love a flower, you water it." I remember reading it on some ordinary evening, expecting nothing more than a passing thought, and instead feeling my stomach tighten a little, as though the sentence had reached straight past my eyes and into something I hadn't examined about myself. It wasn't wisdom I could file away and forget. It sat there, uncomf
7 days ago6 min read
Trees
photo credits: Trees by Andre Giroux Trees, The first thing I saw The green soft leaves falling against my skin Like the warmth of the sun on a winter morning The brown and dark, strong and stark trunks Holding the leaves like the sky holds the stars. Trees, I grew up with them, Some stood proud, some held frowns But all together, were the forest’s crown I dig my tusks in the soil to quench their thirst In return, they shelter me when the clouds burst. Trees, They are everyw
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