Old Tree

There's an old tree

Bended in the placid meadow.

There where the greenest hills

Are dressed with white and yellow.

It's wide rough body

Carved by the wise years.

Shows the heart of two lovers

Or hid the children's fears.

Branches intertwined,

Flute like arms extended

Play the tunes of a witnessed

Broken heart.

And the world can break apart.

And you will remain... Bended.

Queen of the prairie

Spring crowns you a lady.

Fall undresses you manly

Leaving your naked body

Bended...

The singing birds perched

A serenade regale

And the wind carries the stories

Of an untold Fairytale.

Nature nurture your memories.

And you stand still... bended.

(@rosaimee)