In my spirits mind, I sense them surrounding us.
Around the trees, in the branches and in the leaves.
The twigs, and long, thick stocks are vessels for memories and energy of spirits once planting barefoot grasps on pebble soil.
The scent in the air, each breeze carrying an individual memory created, birthed, brought forth to this land.
We are one...
We are entwined.
A force of delight in celebrating and sharing common ground...
Unifying spirit with shell once more.
(6~5~10)
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