Sunday, April 17, 2011

Bending Over Backward

They moved in synchronization, swaying sideways to the left, sideways to the right, frontward and backward, bowing as far as they could. Their limbs creaked and groaned. Some broke. Their trunks twisted and turned to deal with the wind. Several trees had fallen, blown down, or their roots uplifted by the mighty wind and the very wet soil beneath them. Many were broken into pieces, scattered along the ground. Some lost branches that never made it to the ground, now hovering precariously above my head.
Suddenly I hear them moan in unison.
 “Enough! We have given, bent, taken and fallen. Our bodies have been twisted and blown, broken and handicapped. Stop this wind now before we snap!”

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