Camping
Pitching our colorful tent beneath you
By the river
Seeing the reverent circles sprung up around trunks missing now
The younger trees sustained
Forming rings around the hallowed ground of your passing
Caught here in time
I feel the silence of years
Pierced by an untroubled camp jay
Monday, February 3, 2014
Redwood trees
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