Branches dancing and curling around one another in an
evening breeze.
Testifying to amazement and wonders of God on earth.
Lively, enhanced, sap flowing through, while all the
while we see only branches, trunk and leaves quietly
standing still, beautiful in an evening's light
cushioned air.
Breathing gently, we also wend our ways through life
on an evening breeze.
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