Is there anything more magnificent
than the bare-branched tree
that stands
in the thundering windstorm
and shakes?
Like this one,
how it bends 
but doesn't break,
how it digs its roots deep,
how it extends its bony arms.
How it fits itself 
just so
into the deep, green forest.
Can you feel how it is 
at once 
alone
and still a part 
of everything?
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