AndyFollowMay 10, 2020·1 min readWe are part of them. No words you could utter or song you could sing will shake these trees from their deep dream of a vanished world. The river rushes on, impatient to reach the sea and be reborn.How Could We Sing About Anything Else?3832Ryan FrawleyI love the descriptive language, Ryan. Truly beautiful. Thank you for sharing.