Thoughts of a Time on the Northern California Coast

Smoky light filtered
Through leaves on
Massive boughs
Taking ages
To reach me

Eons of wood and bark
Creak softly
In a wind
That barely sways

Mossy feet
Anchored for longer
Than any of us
Shall live

— GB

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