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YEAR RINGS
encircled by the fibers’ spiral,
enclosed by the bulky bark,
the tree stem raises into dizzy realms,
each year further from its birth;
thus we entwined by our lives,
are branching out further up,
but core from roots to crown top
is still the same all our lives,
it’s harder to look back inside
as season after season strides;
but only clarity is wholeness,
and only unity is peace.