Day 230: Willow

The tree of natural wonder

I wonder

If the cause of your sagging branches

Is strictly the blame of gravity

Or something more subtle

An eager plant, hungry for water

Even the deep dark roots won’t satisfy

Every arm used against the calling of the sun

To slurp up every ounce

Like a sponge, absorbing

All the waves of life

Broad roots standing tall against the bombardment

Of the endless heartbreak

Growing wrinkles against the current

Is the thirst unbearable?

Has the age of the world left you tired?

A symbol of desire and sadness

Love to drive an unintended growth

With your head facing down

As a reminder of power and perseverance