oak

dark clouds rise above the land casting a shadow over the fields forcing life to seek shelter a storm approaches from the north a forest stands strong against it but on the edge of the forest one young oak stands aside as a part of the forest but yet alone and aside the rain starts pummeling from the sky with the roar of thunder lighntnings slice the sky nature shows its angry side the forest resists it every tree protects the ones around it creating an unbreakable seal a shield impenetrable to the storm but the one lonely oak trying to fit in with them was left aside to the mercy of nature nature unleashes its fury raging winds and rain break the oak's will and bending it to it's own the oak had the spirit to survive the forest didn't forget on it but nature had an ace in it's sleave a lightning ripped the air in two and hit the oak with intent to kill dead silence... the morning came, and the sun rose the young oak lies on the ground black and burnt the forest weaps for the young oak it's wet from the tears that were poring all night the oak never died... it kept on living in the spirit of the forest from it's carcus a new oak rised promising to carry the proud name of his predecessor for the time to come!