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under the tree...

Mary uncharacteristically chose the trail through the woods that evening. Though a bit longer than her usual route home the trees invited her to enjoy their shade and the damp earthy smell of the forest was beguiling to her senses. Ever deeper Mary went until the light grew dim and green. She began to feel weary and decided a short rest at the feet of an ancient weathered oak would feel good and give her energy to finish her journey.

Lowering herself to the soft ground it was as if the tree held her as once her mother had and her eyes grew heavy and soon she slept. So soundly asleep she was that she never felt the first tiny roots that wrapped themselves firmly around her ankles, then her wrists. Nor did the larger one that encircled her waist make her stir. In time the tree took her into itself. She was indistinguishable from the rough bark, lost forever to human life, but part of something much greater.

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olbuksings
May. 25th, 2016 12:32 pm (UTC)
very nicely done, the mood, the colors, the ambiance created by your use of imagery...
rosegardenfae
May. 25th, 2016 01:10 pm (UTC)

Thanks for the encouragement. I figure if I keep trying I'll improve, at least I hope I will. It's hard to write when I'm so sad about the kids leaving, getting closer every day...but writing does provide distraction.

earthmother45
May. 28th, 2016 04:18 am (UTC)
This is so beautiful and so meaningful to me.
rosegardenfae
May. 29th, 2016 01:16 pm (UTC)

Your comment means a lot to me, to touch just one person is awesome. Thank you.

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