Limbs on the Evergreens

Limbs on the evergreens outside my window sweep downward with weighty tendrils and silently undulate in gusts of wind as nature’s prelude to a summer storm. And when thunder breaks the silence and lightening flashes in the darkening sky, limbs on the evergreens outside my window wait impatiently to bathe in rain that will refresh them; extend their reach; and keep them strong, limber, and ever green.



Copyright © 2001 Frank Zahn. Published in Meat for Tea: The Valley
Review -  Confit, Volume 11, Issue 2, June 2017, p.80,; Perceptions: 
Prose and Other Poetry
, Grove 49 eBooks (Kindle Edition) 2016 as revised in 2019.

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