Likened to my Soul:
Furrowed trunk
Weathered and aged with years
The essence of its strength within anchored in life,
Nourished by its roots of its surrounding life experiences.
Its branches seeking light and substance to nourish its spirit
Remaining firm and upright guided by its sprit within
Be brave and endure the wintering and weathering of its
survival
endurance is the key.
This post was created in response to the word, 'soul, which is this week's prompt at One Single Impression. For more poetry on this theme please visit the hosting site


