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Of all the willows on this land,one is very old.Years ago, she fell.She lies broken,partially uprooted,but flourishing. She told me of the falling,of the happy movementthrough the air,and then — the crash,the multiple fractures,the silence. She rejoices,closer than everto her beloved Earth.She reaches down, down,into the mud,and up, up into the sky. She weavesthin branchesContinue reading “Willow’s Message”