I ran into and almost tangled with this spirit.
Not really…all felt so right.
Nothing has been the same, since.
That spirit is attractive.
Embodied by so much beauty.
The light, always, somehow, always, shining through.
Years pass and yet all that began, continues and grows, filtered, yet still so vibrant.
The forest may be that much better, if only for that one tree.
That spirit lives on.
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