Dec 2011
The strong tree bends down towards the rippling sea
As if to see its reflection in the waves crashing against the jagged rocks.
The thick trunk, about to break, stretching its roots as far as they can go,
Sees only a blurry black shadow staring back at him.
As if to see its reflection in the waves crashing against the jagged rocks.
The thick trunk, about to break, stretching its roots as far as they can go,
Sees only a blurry black shadow staring back at him.
This piece was also written to go along with a black and white picture, which was of an aging tree.
