Firmly seated, it provided shade.
Protection for the birds.
It remained strong in the face of storms.
With ease, it swayed with the winds that came.
Calmness and peace radiated from the place it sat.
Autumn came and slowly it’s leaves began to fall.
One by one, the limbs became stark and rigid.
The winds came and pieces were stripped away.
Broken limbs sat lifeless on the earth below.
Soon there was no shade.
No protection for the birds.
Still, it stood.
Bare and without purpose.