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  • Writer's pictureDoc Ellen


We think of birds as fragile, feathers and air, so to speak.   We think of trees as sturdy, leaves and wood, you could say.   Yet, winds and waters laid the tree down, upon the earth. The great egret passes by and wonders how could it be He lives to fly and the tree slumbers beside the lake.

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