Desolate Tree

24 March, 2007

Campogalliano (MO)

 

« Oh desolate tree,

Reaching out with your

Claw-like branches,

Empty and barren.

 

Waiting for summer to

Cloak you with shimmering beauty

And golden colours of nature.

 

So sad and dull, yet

Reaching out in desperation.

 

Cold and lifeless,

Tormenting my thoughts

With your solitude. ...»

 

Fragment from SPRINGTIME FOR TREES

(Coptright Luna Woodhouse (31.03.01))

Done