Happiness and Heartache

She is radiant- flinging herself off the heights of her own branches Rising through herself, in a rush of bright colors she is...dare I say...emerging For a time she was hidden in a sheath of green. I saw her growing. I wondered. Now it is clear there has been a convergence, a melding of selves- …

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They Are Still Helping Us

  Yesterday I realized a thing so incredible, so beautiful, so sad. That even through all of the plundering, pillaging,  damaging and destroying of our world- She still reaches for us. We are our Mother's children. To me, the trees cry out. They speak words I never doubt are truth,  calling me to pick up …