
A dry warm wind
Caresses the rocky shoreline
Of a far Northern lake
Upon the wind a seed
from an open pine cone
Is borne along
To settle among the boulders
Scattered along the water’s edge
In time a small pine tree
Protrudes from the shelter
Of the surrounding rocks
The years go by
The struggling pine tree
Is now stunted and gnarled
Bent to the onslaught of the wind
Its existence at the mercy
Of the ravages of Nature
Then one fateful day
On a stormy dark night
The gale force winds
Churning the surface of the lake
Toppled the struggling pine tree
To lie among the scattered rocks
Its existence no more
The photograph you see above is a creation of my own doing.The rocks were beautiful in form and texture.As I was walking the shoreline of OSA Lake in Killarney Provincial Park I came across the remains of a pine tree lying along the shoreline.I picked it up an set where I wanted it to be positioned.I then searched around for some pine cones to add in the foreground.I placed them on a patch of green grass.Thus I created a bit of a story line which the poem is a creation of.The pine tree comes from the seed out of a cone to its final resting place where ever it falls.
So I hope you have enjoyed this post.I also would like to thank everyone who came for a visit and I enjoy the comments very much.If you are ever out my way stop in for a coffee.Check my link to FAA for available prints for sale.So until next time happy trails.
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