The Mighty Oak

The mighty oak
bows to what it cannot see
It bends and shakes
at the whim of the wind

Gusts and storms
whip the branches
and gales
threaten its existence

Yet, the mighty oak still stands.

© 2013 The Drummer Poet
13/11/13

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