In a world of enormous creatures in this wilderness place, Titans such as this can fall and come to rest. After centuries of standing strong and tall, they fall from their stature and come to rest such as this. In a very brief felling event, they begin to die. They come to rest in their space and provide shelter and sustenance for other creatures of this wilderness kingdom.
Sequoia’s fallen without erosion or decay reminds me of how recent they have toppled. Still protected by their thick bark and tannin surface, their eventual disintegration will be weather, exposure, critters, and wildlife. When looking far across this remote meadow, it is easy to see the fallen Sequoia as commonplace.
Sometimes the best place to be is in an open field under the shade of swaying branches. While in a slight breeze and in the warmth of the sun. With just the whispering wind to vanish and reappear again. If you listen carefully, it speaks to you.
Today was a very rewarding time in Sequoia to explore a well-known meadow to get away, open the spirit, and see what the time might bring. It didn’t take long to get separated from visitors, and in no time, I had the meadow to myself some distance away. Quiet, still, and cold, I saw beauty in the wildness of this place.
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