NATURE Poem: Forever Partners, by Brooke Bort

The lonely mountain stands.
With no footpath,
and little exposure
to the world around it

The partners stand tall
Their foundations holding hands,
from dusk to dawn.
Then repeating again the next day

Just like the day before.
They are eternally intertwined.

They have no choice,
But to acknowledge each other’s existence.
They have no choice,
But to forever exist side by side.

They dance in the breeze together,
in unison sing their songs.
Their songs of creaking wood
Become louder as they get used.

Used by the life around them.
Crawled over,
slept on,
eaten from.

They have no choice,
But to grow together.
Get taller, stronger, and sturdier together

They have no choice,
but to allow their arms to reach closer to the other,
with every passing day.
They have no choice.

They have no choice,
but to be forever partners.
On this lonely mountain.
With no exposure to the world around it.