Beneath the fir trees

The wind rustles through the fir trees

And I hear the sound of millions of raindrops falling


The ground below is covered with fallen needles


My footsteps crunching as I walk along


This place of serenity and quietude holds its breath


A pause in the busyness of life, a reminder


That life has to be seen, savored and enjoyed


Beneath the evergreens

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Tuesday writing prompt: Use “beneath the evergreen” in any form of writing

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