Soldiers of Nature

A testimony of time staring of into the distance A storm blowing dark clouds Howling its way across the sea trees like gladiators hanging branches bent with age faced the wind rooted firm Braced for the raging storm twisted with the pain of centuries protecting us from its force like wings their branches blown back our first defence our shield against the elements Rooted firm they stand tall through the cries and moans of natures souls whistling and moaning through their branches Warning us of whats to come hundreds of years we stood in all seasons , all weathers Looking around fallen soldiers broken trunks tore from the ground years they held their ground Now sitting at the fire a log in my hand only now you give me warmth soldiers are trees Around a fire we tell our tale as firmly we stood against the gale another day another battle