The tree stands sentinel in Arctic Station Mars (ASM).
But it is not really a tree, is it?
It is an approximation of sorts to remind us of what we have left behind.
A soldier to stand watch over our memories as it were
for those who come and go even as I have remained.
***
It has been helpful to think of ASM as an extension of myself,
a burgeoning reality after a stationer created me
as a facsimile of himself in this desolate place.
***
He was one of the more introspective ones
finding sustenance in silence and solitude
until the memory of trees drove him mad and he opened the locks.
***
They are buried in a pattern that resembles the Jerusalem Cross
for no other reason than I find symmetry appealing
(and sense there is power beyond my understanding in symbols).
The tree stands sentinel in Arctic Station Mars (ASM).
But it is not really a tree, is it?


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