Sense Sonnet - Acher

 As Wood Be

I grew to be a mighty tree,

And in the forest I did dwell.

A rapid river flowed by me.

But then my time came and I fell.

Into the river I did fall,

The rocks and waters all around.

I still had leaves and still was tall.

But longer I've laid here I've found

Slowly I'm being washed away.

Not much of me does still remain.

Parts of me go with ev'ry spray.

But this what's nature does ordain.

River white watered dialog

'Twixt and 'tween us, this old dead log.