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.