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Like the Pine Tree, I am Struck Down
Here I am.
 Here we all are; present,
 being, on this earth.
 
 While we spend hot hours
 spinning around a golden star,
 the one Sol
 I make tapestries, and brew pomegranate tea.
 
 My house plants are dying.
 My rosemary tree, and the tall amaryllis; his petals are deepened
 by the ending of day.
 
 For the day is not forever.
 Neither is the night.
 Never is anything
 always apparent.
 Sol will tire and wash out the galaxy.
 My rosemary tree will whither.
 And like the pine tree in my backyard,
 I am struck down
 as eventually we all are.

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