The Ashvatta Tree by any other name.
The Holy Tree is something else. As soon as I got underneath its canopy an enormous wind blew up out of nowhere.
And on the way back a new tree jumped out. There to be climbed. Through the eyes of a child. Up a tree again.
And bit of a vent. Buddhist scripture says the tree needs to be cut down with detachment and I look at the beautiful tree and my thought is why would anyone in their right mind want to cut the tree down.
Mother Earth wants to work with humanity and humanity has seen Mother Earth as an object to be tamed and manipulated. Vent over. This is what happens when you meet Mother Earth down the pub. Good a place as any I suppose.
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