The Most Majestic Tree for all to Behold

A long time ago, a seed was planted unto the Earth,

For it was to blossom, the most majestic tree for all to behold.

The conditions seemed perfect, the soil right, the weather fine,

And so this tree was to blossom,the most majestic tree for all to behold.

Amidst the lush green milieu, under turquoise blue skies, 

This tree was to stand, tall and elegant, 

With captivating features & striking appearance,

It was to be the cause of wondrous awe, bringing inspiration galore, 

To those with the good fortune of ever meeting its gaze.

A stalwart reaching out to the heavens, for bring it down to Earth it may,

This tree was to blossom, for it was to be the most majestic tree for all to behold.

But none knew that a storm was brewing out far.

With ominous clouds filled with dark and brooding menace, 

The sky appeared over the far and wide horizon.

And tore apart the land it did, leaving with it a tale of destruction.

Not a thing was spared, and all that was left by the storm, 

Was a deep scar to the land, wounded such that only time may heal.

However, left standing was our tree, for it had survived the onslaught,

Only it remains a shadow of what was to be its foretold destiny.  

Hope still remains for it to grow to what it once was destined to be,

For this tree was to blossom, the most majestic tree for all to behold.

Today, it threatens to be cut, torn down to shreds, without leaving but a trace.

And so the questions looms;will it stand or will it be cut forever to be lost?

The answer, as difficult as it may be to be found, 

Simply depends on a simple equation that stands on the ground.

It is the equation that simply involves,

What you and I, the ones who planted this seed, decide to choose. 

For this tree was to blossom, the most majestic of all trees to behold,

And tragic will be its fate, if we let it go to waste, for gone will be the magic,

Of this tree, the most majestic tree for all to behold