A visit to Angel Oak Tree and marshes near Charleston, South Carolina.
Lives are lived
and rivers flow.
Our thoughts
and feelings,
layers of current
stirring silt
and carving rock.
Eventually,
carrying us out to sea.
The creeks and streams
like capillaries,
fortifying the spaces
inbetween.
Connecting air to flesh
to earth
like the roots
and leaves of a tree.-Rebecca Cristante
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