
Jackpine
how many artists
have caught the
wind in your branches.
How many birds
maneuver
their claw-like
feet
between your sharp
needles.
How many suns
have you greeted
and raised your arms to.
How many souls
have sat with their
back against your
tough rough trunk.
Jackpine how many
lifetimes will you
see in us. How many
rings do we have.

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