There is a clearing in the dense forest near my house. In winter, pristine snow showcases towering evergreens backdropped by sky. In summer, the clearing becomes a meadow filled with wildflowers and alpine grasses. In every season, I give thanks for its ever-changing beauty.
at the edge of a clearing
in the midst of forest
an ancient evergreen
regal in bearing
standing tall
awaits
us
small stone
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