Petrified wood sitting in a forest
quietly moving through time
beautiful in colors
sparkling in the sunshine
Superficial to life
now turned to stone
a permanent reminder
of a life spent alone
In life the tree
was vibrant and alive
nourishing the ecosystem
which continues to thrive
Its destiny is to be lost
losing itself to inner cold
never feeling the warm soil
only to grow old
The sparkling colors
superficial to what once was a feeling
not sharing with others
a life filled with no meaning
A reminder to me
a monument from the past
to share love with others
or the stone cold will last
My soul is nourished
observing this piece of art
living life to the fullest
loving from the start
copyright 2017 Debbie Pierce
Love these rocky monuments. Stubbornly holding on. Enjoyed this, thanks.
Thanks for sharing.
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I think the beauty in petrified wood is that we need to be patient. Everything in time. Lovely poem…as always. So reflective. Donna
I agree. Thank you. Thanks for reading.
Such wonderful words, connecting.
Thank you. The piece of petrified wood was so pretty and fun to write about.
Yes, I can see how you were drawn
Love this poem . . . . just saying, Claudia
I agree. Nature has some wonderful beauty. Thanks for reading.
Your welcome, I enjoy your prose 🙂 and your photos :):)
I have never seen anything like that before.
Mississippi has a state park that is filled with petrified wood. It is a fun place to visit and has many pretty pieces of wood in its natural surroundings. Thanks for reading.
well written poem i loved it ❤ xxx
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