Yavuz Pancareken at Pixoto
A fallen tree
Lies upon the ground
Sliced through the heart
Where the saws did sound
And forlorn the forest
That held this tree
Her home now changed
And sad is she.
But hope doth come
In shades of pain
For on fond tree
Does life remain
The ferns now speak
up to the sun
And small trees climb
new life begun
As roots are rotting
The insects feast
And birds fly close
Their songs release
Notes that nurture
The forests woes
For she understands
how life must flow.
Among its destruction,
Creation survives,
And through this loss
Change will revive.
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Apprentice Editor: Todd Otten / Editor: Renée Picard
Photo: Yavuz Pancareken at Pixoto
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