The Tree

The Tree The tree stands alone Below moonlight glow Its strength defined in beauty   Shadows appear upon orange Moonbeams dance on green Of yesterday's dreams Time drifts to find the sunrise Yesterday now in the past The tree stands deeply rooted Within constant drifting sand Withstanding the chill Within night's shadows for years It has stood in place Continuously reaching The soul of this tree Intended to stand below The silence of night Within the warmth of the sun Predominate in beauty Strengthened by the hand of God Author's Note This was much harder than I thought it would be when I ran across this challenge. If I remember right from many years ago it is called a double Tanka. If you take the second line from each Stanza and add it to the second line of the next you will find an entirely different Tanka standing on its own, well sorta LOL It really is to appear almost like a paragraph but it would not let me place it that way here because of spacing This is not exact but close and for this no form poet it was actually really fun to try AspiringAngel

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[beancountersar]

This was a unique one..I really like the style and the challenge you met. Nice work.