They understand
They forgive
They loom over us with
protection, no demands
We notice with awe
but only occasionally
We see their base but
forget what they catch
and procure for us
They remind us of our own
season, yet demand nothing
They hold our soil
our roots in solitude
One bears no more importance
than the other
from scrub to Redwood
each doing what is does best
Protect, Give Breath and Remembrance
to us "timbered" in ISNESS
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