Death of an Oak

 

From ancient raven soil
one mighty oak beckoned
splendored purpose fulfilled

Her last ovation
her beloved spread
of celestial wings

Reviews

[Inyourshadow]

Thought I'd reveiwed this already well never mind lol Love the raven soil and spread your wings metaphor gives so many depths to the piece from a simple poem about a tree to motherhood/ coming of age and the chance to broaden ones horizons becoming a new person with new outlooks. Beautiful how ever you read into it. Keep em' coming