The tree of life
spreads its roots
deep and wide
and creates memories
that will last
till the mind
is addled with age
and too much
living restoring balance
in ways too
complex to fathom.
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Well said.
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Beautifully stated. So sad!
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Thank you. Yes, it is.
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Wah janaab.. kya kehna..!! 🤐😇😊👒👌🏼👌🏼
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Shukriya, shukriya! 😊💞
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Nothing is ever truly lost . . .
For any tree that grew to be
as each and every blade of grass
near, or far, unto eternity
a part of God’s glorious forest
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Amen
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🙏
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Absolutely! The vision may get blurred at times, though. Thank you so much David.
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Ah, so well said. Great use of prompts, too, as always.
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Thanks a lot, Inky.
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You’re welcome, Punam.
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the part about too much living seeks clarification in my heart -like the saying we have lived a thousand lives – i feel this one is the last – your words invoke a beautiful serenity
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Thank you so much Gina …yes, the soul sometimes feels tired of all the living.
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Well penned!👌
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Thank you so much Richa. 💞
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Beautiful and true❤❤❤
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I get that very much indeed.
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Thank you Paul.
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Pleasure
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