trees grew on the mountain,
\nperched in the centre of a
\nplace forever in my heart:
\nmy grandparent\u2019s beautiful
\nproperty in the Canadian bush. <\/p>\n
built with caring hands hard at
\nwork to be immersed with the
\nEarth. a purposeful place with
\nwondrous memories of play.
\nI will never forget the day <\/p>\n
I lost my way back to the cabin
\nwhile out on an odyssey of
\nescape from those boring
\ngrown-ups, sitting in the
\nsmoke-filled gazebo, beers
\nat hand. yawn. could never<\/p>\n
understand their ways of
\nremaining in place, but for
\na brief moment as I was out
\ntoo long and sought to know
\nwhere my feet had planted
\non the seabed of trees all alike.<\/p>\n
only for a single moment had I
\nwished for a single tree on that
\nproperty to guide my way back
\nto shelter. all would be clear,
\npacked up in a neat box, sealed.<\/p>\n
the destruction to get there ignored,
\nonly the beauty of the single tree
\nvisible. reality is always different.
\nmy solution: walk straight back.
\nfor a while I questioned, eager
\nto believe doom was my fate. <\/p>\n
as expected, I made it back.
\nno one worried, despite all the
\ntrees. I suppose they kept
\nme company. maybe those
\nmillion trees are preferable
\nto standing in an open plain.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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