The Last Acorn

How mighty did she stand tall and regal, stately on the land within her branches stretched a view along the earth's great edge in the curve unseen lay God the architect; but life itself is dealt within shadowed joy and tears and the girth and sinew of more than two hundred years birthed young saplings from the profusion of acorn seeds; that acorn grows to saturate an earth that bleeds bound tight, secure and snug beneath the coverlet of earthen rugs renewed and replenishing the gifts of life burdened with the memories of old man winter's wife who embellished the forests of day and night but polluted rivers, mountains, seas- the creations of humanity dwindle regrowth and its expediency until surprise and recognition at last falls the last acorn of time's concrete walls.