When Trees Speak

Sentinels watching in Stoic silence
Eons pass, remaining unattached
Passive to the passage of ages
Accepting to the seasons changes

Never to be anything other than they are
Shading and sacrificing for others
Being simply what they have always been

Stoic Poetry

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