Someone with knowledge
could save this wreck of a tree,
planted back when water
seemed limitless
and rain fell
with some regularity.
This old Russian Olive
remains stubbornly productive,
giving off leaves and shoots and
and anemic branches.
Still, it is beautiful
in the way resilient
things are.
Defiant, the tree
makes its imprint on Father sky,
an ‘I’m not done yet’ statement,
that encourages me
to say the same.
What is that I see
chasing the moon?
Wispy clouds,
bare dark tree limbs
reaching up, up, up
into a darkening sky.
It is a moon night.
All nature points
to luminous lunar beauty.
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