"REDWOOD" ![]() Come walk with me through this patch of ancient glory. See the beauty that fills the air and notice all that is around you. The redwood stands tall and proud. Feel its mystic presence as the dew clings gently to its boughs and drips as the wind blows. Watch its dance in the morning light or listen to it howl at night as its mighty roots dig deep into mother earth. Some older than the past. Feel its power and know it's for all. The redwood is a gift and the flute it's voice.
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