At The Feet Of An Ancient Master
I sit on your roots that reach down into the mysteries of the earth.I know you are listening to my shapes - that throb with colour and emotion.We share the ancient, ageless life energy.We are sculpted from one clay.
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Awesome!!! Where is this tree? How old is it?
Thanks,
Bharath.
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