Skiff and Skaff the bleak stitch has a sum of the all grey that surrounds
Under undulations and foibles from the skies lands the ground
Inside scatters of polished brandished leather the undertones panders escape & the land
Yuletide, resonance of spring, flowers blusters and storms, wicken, lightening and rains that sing
All of this can be found, strength of the tales tall, trunks affirming, braches exfoliate, solid girth from the earth's own
Enduring
Together with nature, all and I, if even a grey sky Find the bark of all creations blunt - accessional not frail Nor shy, nor the less... of the spirit in you and I!
this is from a poetry forum that poses... make an idea from the picture presented (it was a grey tree trunk)