On the hillside an elm extends its limbs.
With room to grow, it could have reached
straight up to heaven. Yet, its trunk is twisted
as if it changed direction, not once but again
What charted such erratic growth?
What caused its trunk to bend? The birds
don’t seem to mind; they bud the boughs
with song. The woodpecker finds the trunk
just right for his home.
It seems a good strong wind would take it down.
But wait, it’s clear the elm has survived many
a ruthless storm. Its roots grow deep; they do not
grow in sand. The wind might shake its limbs
but it stands on a strong foundation.