The Place I Keep Returning To

A tree with strange looking branches in a geometric formation in a pale almost olive colored wood that is growing atop black substrate in a crimson pool with a deeper crimson glow in it Waves ripple outwards from it's location Textures adorn the tree the water and the background behind the tree in an abstract sense that suggest deeper textures and formations are there without pinning down what they are Behind the tree is what looks like the sun but black A crescent moon in a golen pale color is off to the side In a similar color a series of vertical lines is coming down diagonally from some spots of the tree

I keep seeing this place in my dreams. While I would like to describe what this means to me, I'm also deeply curious what it means to others. And I worry that telling people what it means to me will stop them from forming their own interpretations. This image has held a lot of signifigance to me and I hope to do something more with it someday.

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