when i sing she doesn't care;
when i whistle she looks at me expectantly
Just finished a post that included Rabindranath Tagore's description of trees as "the earth's endless effort to speak to the listening heaven" . . .Some synchronicity there. . .
Great message :) It's my dream to see and walk beneath those giant Sequoia trees in California! Last week I saw some incredible Montezuma Cypress trees in San Antonio and just stood in awe looking at them, wondering how much wisdom they posses... how much of history and change they've witnessed.
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