We moved through the birches and out into the Old Station area. Ahead of us a single tree or is it? Two trees so close together their branches are entwined as if they are embracing one
another. Support , shelter and strength for one another. You can stand between their branches , a hand on each bark. Looking up it is hard to distinguish one tree from the other.
Here between the tress you are cacooned, safe, secure embraced by the trees. The greeness of their branches showing the depth of life and strength amid the naked birches.
Who supports you?
Where do you feel secure and sheltered?
How can you support someone else in this way?
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