I was a tree

Once I was a tree
and just stopped growing,
yesterday or so I forgot
how I had to do it,
today I feel it
at the chilly cold in my roots.

Once I was a tree,
it wasn’t just for now that I realised,
this morning my trunk
cracked for the first time,
or at least a bit more then
the day before.

Once I was a tree,
and reached with my old branches
at the sun and the moon,
now they reach a little less further
but they are begging
so much harder.

© Rudi J.P. Lejaeghere
08/11/2014