Seeing
She stops mid-hike to put her hand on an enormous tree. An elder man with white hair and a weathered face walks up behind her and asks "what do you see in that tree?"
"Literally or metaphorically", she replies.
"Take your pick", he says.
"Cool...then I pick metaphor...I see time, I see fortitude...and I see the wisdom that comes with both", she says.
The man puts his hand on the tree and says, "I see it too...I see it too".
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