The Zelkova & Maple
How robust, gnarled trunk thou hast to stand in a bench,
To bear thousands of winds and snows up until today.
High in the sky was thy uppermost green given up,
To the bless of shining and turning seasons away.
O behold you now
A slender queen maple wind gently around thy trunk.
Loftiness but little pleasure shared deep in the gulch,
Natural grace is await lonely glittering to be glimpsed.
ao
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