The Wail of a Fallen Giant

I now lie,

Seeping,   weeping

Limbs in tatters, dangling

Leaves trembling, withering

Burly body in pieces

Revealing age

A long cherished secret.


How long have I

Helped man

With my benign shadow?

How long have I

Sheltered the sylvan slopes

A Silent sentinel saving

The life giving water

In mother earth’s womb

Lest her parching

Cracks open her quivering lips.


But now I lie

A fallen giant

Waiting for the tomb.

My friends too

Face the same doom.