A walk among redwoods

Everywhere I look there are trees.
One forest.
Saplings growing from a common trunk.
Roots twined like fingers,
like lovers, like family
standing together long enough
to know everything any of them knows.
Tall enough to deny sunlight the floor.
A silence that beats on the ears.
A silence so loud you can hear the heartbeat of life.


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