Tuesday, January 17, 2017


The pines stand proud,
straight, tall against the sky.
Yet some wear their bark façade
loosely, like too-large shoes,
hiding what’s within, until
wind blows and the bark shell
no longer conceals
decayed souls.

What is false cannot be hidden forever.
Rot will eventually be revealed.
Time and storms will expose
the true nature of things.

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