Page 5 - Nursery Catalogue draft 2 (photos)
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CAT-001
Bus-stop pine in the Hundred Acre Wood.
It is quiet here.
In the peace you rise, tall and strong, almost unaware
of the old dilapidated cushion sitting at your feet.
Red light from sunrise tinges your crown,
softly filtering through the reaching branches
of your companions.
Large chunks of bark form the armour of your skin,
lined like sedimentary rocks, equally impenetrable.
You have seen the rhythms of the vineyards
and the land for many years and still you remain,
silent spectator, quietly removed,
preserving the peace.
