Mysteries Held in the Pine Trees of Winter

There are mysteries held in the pine trees of winter, so gentle is the wind,

as branches sway confirming, the healing as we walk along

the ridge. Our spirits yielding, remembering

what we were like so long ago, a spirit free,

and a mystery holding our hearts

in the branches

of the pine trees of winter.

      

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