The Felled and the Fallen

Ring in two by twos,
Twinning from the same root.

Count the years
Oh! The years —
You can only see them
When they’re sliced in two.
Cut down, dismembered,
See what they’ve been through:

The summers, the winters,
The hunters, the gatherers,
To them: time is cellulose
And the sound of water coming close.

I see you. Your bark couldn’t save you.
What you built over the ages
Wouldn’t hold; it betrayed you.

Before the saw and the knife
Came a will against your life…
To that, you couldn’t stand.
No, you fell before a man.

One Comment

  1. Bravo, Friend, bravo.

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