The Living Oak
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In the garden, an oak tree stands tall above all creation.
This oak tree has broad shoulders and a firm foundation.
There are powerful branches reaching up to the sky,
giving many birds a place to nest or rest as they fly.
Watching carefully there is more than you first see.
This oak tree is structured much like a community.
Like families, each bud springs out so fresh and new.
When they mature some of these sport a different hue.
When the wind blows you can hear all the chatters.
Each leaf feels important and what they say matters.
In the autumn of life, a community grows a bit older.
There is less light and their colors become bolder.
These leaves eventually fade and fall from the tree,
becoming a memory as each leaf becomes a retiree.
After their passing, all will understand there is a reason.
A new generation will be here and it will be their season.
Edward J Ebbs - August 22, 2015
Written for a Contest, Trees Personified
Copyright © Edward Ebbs | Year Posted 2015
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