Twin trees grow side by side, sap pulsing to the same rhythm, roots entwined; they are more one than two.
Then the wind… Furious storm engulfs them, ripping, tearing, rending-
CRASH.
Endless silence.
The survivor slowly gathers up shredded roots and cradles them as the dregs of life drain away.
Maria wrote this in remembrance of all the trees that were destroyed in this year’s derecho. These two trees are real, and the one that made it still looks lonely.
Poignant.
Beautiful.
Poignant…and beautiful.
Poetic and Sad. The beauty of life and love captured in 50 words.
Love this!!
It sounds like the breakdown of a relationship…, beautifully written, with a final twist that changes reader’s first thoughts