That upright tree, in all full glory,

resplendent ... is Palace! And the tree

stump, over yonder (yes, there are many

more of them now, here in Clearlake),

deformed and protuberant – why that's

our husk. When an ancient oak tree is

felled, so in a spiritual sense, are we all!

As a few greedy developer/Destroyers make

their fortunes here and there, taking away from

us all, leaving devastation in their wake,

robbing us of the surrounding beauty, we are,

quite literally, rapidly losing ground.

In thinking, 'Perhaps we can still move somewhere

else in time' ... can another such special place

even be found, any more? Doubtful! By avoiding

struggle at all cost, and in placating with our

thought process, language, and communications,

we are become incapable of doing!

We've opted out, settled without being settlers,

not even bothering to fight for the very land

and freedom that our ancestors gave their lives

and homes for. We are modern fallen man with no

substance.

Help organize an ordinance against tree cutting!

Josephina LeFaye

Clearlake

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