A few lines penned, for a tree that inspired...

A lean-to tree
leaning against
the late evening sky.
A scraggy skeleton
sillhouette
holding up the heavens
in it's fragile
burden-weary arms.

A bustling city
of life.
Ants and beetles and bees
Thrushes and caracals and wrens.
And one solitary
human.
Leaning against the
lean-to.