Tall Pines

In between the tall pines
A grove of welcoming
Nestled in their branches
Birds, their praises sing

Rising strong and true
Bark of scales reveals
Under branches spread
Struggles of growth concealed

Blanket of soft needles
Laid down at my feet
Offering of fruits
Fragrance of the sweet

Simple in its calling
Its purpose of to be
Example of the serving
Whispers now to me

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