At 11 years old I friended a tall pine in the woods
sticky honey-colored sap tattooed me each day
tantalizing evergreen scent gave me a high
I ascended its sturdy branches
rose to the top cradled in its bough 
swaying in the wind at 70 feet

I imagined an other-worldly plain
where I danced with the white billowing clouds 
in the baby blue sky
everything in nature interconnected
all of equal importance 
no hierarchy

An insatiable hustle sowing purpose and paint
Defying gravity
Unearthing the unexpected

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