People Over Politics, World Over Wealth
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Stroll languidly through Redwood trees.
The soft, sweet whistle of a passing train
carries your mind to a distant destination.
A time long past or yet to come. Stretching
you to grow into your full being. Stop in a
clearing where sunlight filters to the ground.
Brown earth tree sprigs with a sprinkling of
Lavender, Azalea and Phlox. Can you feel
the silence? Can you hear the water, not the
river, think deep thoughts of time and space.
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