White Oak

Too free to fail
White oaks will grow
In cold night air
Through late spring snow
Past the tree line
The air flows thinner
Glow like tea lights'
Fragile flicker
Slowing your trail
Fade in shadow
Show life plays fair
All wanes to close
Cast out a fight
Praying like sinners
Preordained plight
Taut traps trigger
Last one more night
Wishing in whispers
Settle to quiet
Bare no winners
Once running wild
You now stand still
Again a child
Free of free will



Credits
Writer(s): Miranda Hardy
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