Thanks Larry and PR for sharing your poem. I still love trees and even though it was scary to climb way up high in the big trees I always managed to find a good spot. A safe place away from the world reaching into the sky in my own little space.
I think trees are so strong and draw the fear away from me. Strong , mighty, gentile, mysterious. Each with their own story.
The was one maple I used to climb that had a horseshoe grown right into it from the days when the field where I played as a boy was once a farm. I was always in awe to see this horseshoe within the tree and thought of how it might have grown over the years and what the farm was like when it was a sapling.
Edited by GateKPR4 (04/14/08 10:13 AM)
I'm a normal person dealing with abnormal experiences.
The greatest discoveries we will find within ourselves.
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