The Broad Crown of the forest giant stretched into the sky,
Mingling with Sunlight, Cerulean and diffuse Emerald shadow,
Inviting, Enchanting, Calling….
The tower stood guard,
seeking the face of enemy and friend alike,
the first line of defense and the final battleground,
but the ancient stones had also seen secret loves shared,
heard the echoes of children’s laughter,
and tolled the hours of the day for centuries.
sinking behind the growth of bordering wood,
the tower reminisced and was silent.
Silver and bronze,
United in a quiet cote,
Listen in breathless silence
To lyrical birdsong,
And the whispers of travelers
Stooping in its luminous shade.
(Images taken by me at Longwood Garden’s, Pennsylvania)