“Adversity is like a strong wind. It tears away from us all but the things that cannot be torn, so that we see ourselves as we really are.” -A. Golden

Stand firm the noble evergreens on the western edge of the great continent
Come strong the Pacific winds, and all the little people on the ground seek cover
The trees soon fall – oh, but not all
Just the ones who may have stood too long without the nourishing earth in their roots
Or those who died, while no one noticed
Or those who were just unlucky today
So the smallness of me is made so much more small, and somehow therefore more great
In the midst of the tempermental winds that blow through every autumn
Toppling 200 year conifers and richening the word fall


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