PROMPT #263 – SEE THE TREE
The Ancient One
It is a grumpy old tree
covered in bumpy burls
rooted to the same spot
for decades unable to do
anything but watch and wait.
Birds perch in its branches,
squirrels race up and down its trunk.
Woodpeckers have begun searching
under its bark for insects and lichens
slowly creep over its bark. If it could,
it would grumble, in a deep voice,
to be left alone. Only the song of
a gentle breeze can sooth its soul.