Time passes

Rapid as the sea

Rushing toward

An old weathered tree

When I look at its branches

They don’t look like much

Gnarled and twisted

They lack a soft touch

But while they may be rough

And challenged by life

I envy their simplicity

As sharp as a knife

Standing against the elements

Proud and alone

It continuously exists,

The rock as it’s throne

The beauty of nature

Lifts my soul

Reminds me of peace

Shows me my goal

Live each day in the moment

Accept life as it is,

Continue to love each other

Put your faith into his.