So stoked you got your time with those magical redwoods. And I've rested my weary behind on that bench quite a few times, just forgetting where it is :D Great post and moving poem. This line exactly:

"All that is left

Is for you to

Be seated "

How do we remind ourselves to not just end, but start there as well?

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Thank you for sharing the tools, your magical moments and your beautiful poetry. Can’t wait to let my demons out onto my journal πŸ˜‹πŸ˜¬

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