I wish it hadn’t,
but it had,
and has,
so now it is part of me,
no matter what angle,
what form,
or what explanation,
I provide myself.
I must own it,
for it is mine,
and that’s neither
for better or for worst.
It just is.
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This fallen redwood tree offers a great front row seat, and the ever-moving clock, fueling the forest’s spirit and pumping its heart full without ever missing a beat, tics and tocs forward. Redrock Falls roars just 15 ft ahead. #WritingCommunity#outdoors#hiking#waterfall