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Shared Path
Submitted by: Providence Hospice


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Shared Path

Sometimes off a well-worn path is an ancient fallen tree.
It isn't as tall as it once was and can sometimes be lying on its side.
If you approach it ever so slowly, you begin to feel its grace, Its story, written on every ring.
Even the rings may be difficult to see, yet there is, A knowing in this sacred space.
This is where tears of joy and sadness echo in the stillness.
Did it just speak to you here on this path of mystery?
You strain forward growing ever so quietly, you can hear your heartbeat Your quick short breath in, and out.
You are electrified and awed,
And ever so humbled, to be here now,
With this giant, who speaks words of dying and living.

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