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the child has the same name as this tree in the forest storybook

the world is enveloped in amiable tolerance

giving a pure and plentiful atmosphere of forest flavour

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the very acidic fruit of this tree from an anecdote in a woodland pundit’s writing

seems to recount the transition of times

telling to which extent everyday life and habitat relate

this tree bearing strangely shaped horned fruits stands in the garden

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in early spring its tiny red female flowers and its hanging thin male flowers

swing unspoiled by the chilly wind

it’s observed attentively every year in the vast greyish-brown scenery

this tree could preserve a farness new species might lack to bond the current and past

this tree also flowers obliviously in the sky

it’s a large tree as well

it doesn’t seem to care even if the flowers are not found

having a thorny trunk, yellow dye and medicinal bark

usually the attractive visible parts are praiseworthy

it’s a pleasure just this thorny tree in this garden

an encounter is an origination

the impression of encounter moves the own self strongly

    continual nature cycle 
the master tree doesn't stop growing either, extending his arms as trunks to the sun

   domination as care
   destruction as gardening
though if the care stopped the garden would be overgrown instantly: natural selection

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presently, this “tree affair” is the gratitude for the diversity of the well-kept garden 
and a reward for long-drawn-out work and allows to go with for your small respite

 

demand until today to learn the way of the forest, and never end

one of the tree trunks was used as a pillar
a pile of tree trunks were made to lay side by side as a base for gardening
sometimes their stove-length logs bring warmth

such immaculate air with large orderly trees

the echo of falling trees vibrating there
veneration for the large trees

being

 

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