Proximity and wind have conspired
to wed them this way.
One upright, deep roots reaching out,
a full green canopy.
The other bent and leaning,
_______upper branches hunched, with only
a few leaves to show for itself.
This marriage –
_______an awkward dip and pose.
Gust and gale carry the scent of change.
Bark and pith twist,
And slowly, free of shadow, with nothing
to rely on, the bent one
Just-budding branches embrace, hold up
Still rooted – they sway.