Tenacious are we,
will not be derailed
by rock-hard inflexibility
nor disintegrating foundations
we endure, require little
in the way of adulation
or support, self-sufficient
warriors, timeless
we adhere to a call
of evolution, indestructible,
sustained by a productivity
and a steadfast will.
(Inspired by this photo taken at Coon’s Bluff, Tonto National Forest, Arizona.)
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wow, great photo and your words capture the essence of the trees perfectly!
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Aren’t they amazing. I had to honour them.
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You honoured them very well!
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I love the combination of clutching trees and the strength in your words, we grip with grit and grow much the same.
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We do! Thanks, E.
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