Silent,Weathered grey,Craggy lined bark,Immobile in its place.Older than the new growth around,Waiting through the yearsFor the passage of timeTo wear awayAnd beginAgain. ~ Katie Dion
Weathered
Scars
The past is recorded on our souls, Like scars in trees. Silent reminders of now gone screaming whirlwinds. You may not hear them anymore, but their presence is felt daily. ~ Katie Dion
Salt Water in My Veins 