Thursday, August 16, 2012

Humbled bark

In humbled bark surrendering,

the tree bent knee to time,
and raised in dappled grace,
it's arms toward the light.
Days had danced on tender branch,
wrought with gentle force,
a moulding which  was eloquent;
in which life could rejoice.

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