The Bond of Generations

the elder’s bark
gnarled, mossy, weathered
wraps tight around
treasures within

juicy truth flows
from elder’s brittle lips ~
tales of days long past,
to nourish
dawn’s saplings.

a cherished fortune;
whispered wisdom on wind’s delicate wings ~
selflessly passed
from old to young.

for centuries and beyond
saplings will remember…
the gift they received ~
long after
the elder has been struck,
stripped of bark and leaves

for centuries and beyond
saplings will remember…
now fully grown; oak, maple, birch
and whisper
elder’s lessons
in seeds’ ears…
yet to be sown.

… written for The Daily Post’s Weekly Writing Challenge… thanks for the nudge, Adam S.!

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