vast with leaves yet fading
it had a broad strong side
on the other a great wound
cracked open
for many years
weakness spreading
through the branches
a limb yielding from high up
smashed to earth
so today cut down sawdust
all i can think of is impermanence
also a deep pang of regret
for such a giant beautiful thing
sighing and swaying
rustling and billowing
stout sentinel no more
and so one day all of us
still look closer though
in the grass
tiny shoots of the same tree
ever revealing new life
that could be for us too
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