A fallen tree,

Its roots nourished

By the lake

Into which it has fallen

Struggling to reach the light.

Its trunk

Bleached

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

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