Friday, November 24, 2017

Calvary Cemetery ~

At the gravesite on a slope
in frozen winter
waiting for the hearse to arrive
we mourners stood trembling,
weeping inside, but
on looking up found strength
in glances we cast
at a stubby beech tree
rooted on one foot
with its head thrown back
and with gnarled fingers
was reaching up
to claw at the icy winds.

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