He strode along
mind full of song
Ready to pen the
future he was to live
He came upon
a sacred lawn
The lawn did house
2 pines
These pines
they spoke
his soul
to him
He felt
the kindred nature
of the roots below
and his heart above
This peaceful man
whose soul
did meld
with ours, the ones
who held
his gift
In open hands
and open hearts
with thirsty minds
and parts of plans
And dreams
realized only
in mystical
far away lands
While in the company
of these
ancient pines
strong against wind
yet growing true
He began the journey
of his lifetime
that would connect
me...... with you
We sat among
those trees so wise
Our souls carried on
the breeze
That blew our tears
to meet his own
Where boulders sit etched
and Pines shed their cones
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