Trees
Trees left behind
by the logger
green lush
colourful hillside
aria of the wind
amid the leaves
trees will talk of eternity
in our dreams
promises, peace
discourses in diaphaneity
the logger’s choice
purposeful and valiant
worker who forgot
firewood of the trees to make
our trees that will
always define our view
seen through their lens

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