Our Tree
Finding peace
Amid today's turmoil for
The passing of a Tree
Our many ringed cottonwood
Whose long life has paralleled
Ours for many seasons..
Sensitivities cry out about the
Ending of something within
Remembered as the
Coloring and shading of our
Being for all these seasons..
And especially now as the
Paint of autumn promises
New joys and tears...
"Indeed, the absolute knowledge of our own being is the only knowledge there is that could serve as a foundation for world peace, because it is the only knowledge there is that is the same for all people, at all times, in all circumstances, and under all conditions." ~~Rupert Spira
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