Sep 16, 2009 18:53
There's something about dying trees that hits me as a reminder not just of mortality, but how beautiful death can be.
We live for the cycle, each one of us rejoicing and mourning, living and dying.
All of us, the same potential as a dying tree--to die with beauty and grace.
(Written earlier today, inspired by a dying tree I saw while driving.)
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