Bark is the outer hard covering of a tree or it can also mean sound made by a Dog.
“When I hug trees, the bark marks my cheek and reminds me I’m alive. Or that my nervous system is still intact. The trees breathe all the time and no one really notices. They take in all the air we choke on. They live and die in silence. So I hug them. Someone should.”
Author: Evan Roskos
This post is in response to Ragtag Communitiy’s
Daily Prompt-Thursday-Bark
Thank you for the inspiration.
Thank you. Namaste 🙏🙏🙏
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This is so amazing and thought-provoking.
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Thank you Aman
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The pleasure is all mine. I’ll be honoured if you checkout my blog too. I am a philosophy enthusiast. 😃
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Sure my friend
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Glad to be of inspiration. Thank you for joining in 🙂
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My pleasure Bushboy
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