Old tree

blackened by time,

Shaped by the wind

as it passes down the line,

Gnarled branches

barren and bare,

Living and breathing

but barely there,

The rain falls

darkest storm,

Rip the sky in two

tree stands forlorn,

Lightning hits the ground

scorched earth wet,

Tree stands alone

nothing happens and yet,

Its just a tree

no beauty nor grace,

So very alone

in this desolate place,

Wind howls louder

higher higher,

Lightning tears across the sky

brilliance of white fire,

Old tree braces

against the wind stands so still,

Steadfast and alone

strength and iron will…x.