A fallen tree,

Its roots nourished

By the lake

Into which it has fallen

Struggling to reach the light.

Its trunk


By years of immersion

In the lake.

It points

Toward a brighter future

As the sun sets

To bathe it

In its afterglow 

And stain the waters

As it dies for the night.

© Caro Ness 2015 

  Picture originally posted by AnaKiN SkyWaLKeR