Hymn Of The Fallen

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Hymn Of The Fallen

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Place: Allinge-Sandvig
Municipality: Bornholm
Region: Capital Region of Denmark
Country: Denmark
Trees: Downy birch (Betula pubescens)
Season: Autumn
Month: October
Mood: Gloomy and sad
Colours: Green, grey, yellow
Depiction: In the autumnal grip of October, a copse of trees stands adorned in nature’s golden wardrobe. These slender and graceful trees wear their yellow attire. The air has a thin veil of mist caressing the trees. It imparts a ghostlike quality to the scene.
A lush green carpet adorns the ground, punctuated by specks of yellow leaves. They have descended from their arboreal homes. A quiet beauty emanates from the copse of trees. Green and gold on the ground evoke the splendour of autumn.
Among the graceful trees, one stands marked by a poignant detail of a broken limb. A slender branch hangs down to the left. The passage of time and the inevitable cycle of decay show itself. This slight imperfection has a shadow of melancholy. A narrative of beauty tinged with a sense of loss. Hymn Of The Fallen has charm and bittersweet poetry of nature’s cyclical dance.

A copse of sorrowful trees hums a hymn,
To a tree’s unfortunate fallen limb.
All wrapped in autumn’s yellowish-brown scene,
Renewal touches decay, mixing with green.

A glaze with a hint of mint coats the ground,
With honeyed blotches sprinkled all around.
And chocolate layers, rich in flavour,
A sweet delicacy one wants to savour.

This dismal day, masked in a slate-grey veil,
Mere wisp, permeated by a soft wail.
The trees’ sad hymn of the fallen sounds faint,
With devoted fervour and without restraint.

The tree’s overhanging and broken bough,
Far less cordial than a genuine bow.
It lacks thickness, overpowered by time,
Lost its spirit as a bell losing its chime.

Hymn of the fallen, in this wooded space,
With lamenting trees of honour and grace.
They demonstrate compassion for their friend,
Supporting the wounded to the bitter end.

The injured will not depart but remain,
With time, the tree recovers from the strain.
Having kind comrades, showing assistance,
One should never disparage their existence.