The Oak Tree

There is something about four tall oak trees. They are standing in a row across a field. Nothing in front or behind except a dirt road. They stand so perfectly side by side that it seems as if someone had planted them there. There is perfect distance between them. There are perfect trunks that expand up into the exquisite branch and leaf formations. Their size makes me wonder when their growth first began. I wish I could read about the person who thought to come to this place and create this miracle for me to view many years later. I sit under them writing some thoughts and it crosses my mind: What if the Earth put them here and man is really not as in charge as we think we are?

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