Protection
By Eve W
Published 16 July 2024
The trees tower,
Protection they offer.
Their songs and whines cry out,
But underneath their branches is a sanctuary.
Light and dark,
In harmony.
The peace is resounding,
Echoing between spindly branches.
A home for all,
Big and small,
Strong and weak,
Bright and dull,
You are yourself.
Bare bark shows vulnerability,
Ageing beautifully.
With open arms,
Protection they offer.