The Lone Oak

I am here
I am a remnant
Just one
One, of a once great forest
One, of once upon a time

They say, ‘There is the oak
Church doors; cruck frames; the wood of war
I am formidable
They say, ‘There is the oak
Proud; strong; sentinel
The watcher, keeping guard

I am alone
I am a remnant
Just one
Today, a whisper of the past
Today, the inconvenience of man

Like my kith
One day soon I will fall
Felled to ease
The pass of the furrow
Straight lines in mother earth

Like my kin
I accept my fate
Until then
I am formidable
The watcher, keeping guard

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