Pity The Sadness

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Pity The Sadness

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Municipality: Büsserach
District: Thierstein
Canton: Solothurn
Country: Switzerland
Tree: European hornbeam (Carpinus betulus)
Season: Autumn
Month: November
Mood: Hopeful and optimistic
Colours: Brown, grey, yellow
Depiction: A lone and colossal tree emerges in the dullness of November’s autumn. The tree, veiled in fog, stands in the majestic centre of the land. It towers grand and large with a spherical shape. Its boughs adorn with a golden cascade of leaves. They defy the season’s descent into dormancy. The thick fog weaves in shades of greyness and envelops the colossal tree in isolation.
In this misty realm, the enormous tree stands alone amid the obscurity. No comrades keep company and solidarity. The mist cloaks the setting. It leaves nothing but the grandeur of the lone tree to break through the shroud.
Vibrant, yellow foliage gives warmth against the muted tones of the mist. It breaks the otherwise monochromatic scene. In November’s misty solitude, the tree shows toughness and magnificence. Pity The Sadness endures the quietness surrounding the lone tree.

Midst the season of change’s misty veil,
Towers a tree of remarkable scale.
Its thick branches form a sphere, spreading wide,
Attired in yellow garb, as autumn implied.

A lone tree adorned in golden delight,
Of resplendent and venerable sight.
Pity the sadness, beyond any doubt,
As the fog masquerades the terrain throughout.

The tree’s amber attire glimmers and shines,
With the quintessence, this season defines.
Amongst the melancholy, it stands tall,
Holding out against the distress of it all.

Birds raise chicks on the tree, singing their song,
Of the cycle of life, enduring on.
Though the mist blurs the land with its embrace,
The tree stands sturdy in this forgotten place.

With every sway, the massive tree dances,
Sharing tales of additional chances.
Pity the sadness, and yet mark it well,
In the surroundings of the tree, wonders dwell.

For in the deepest depths of autumn haze,
The tree has the sturdiness it conveys.
Through frigid and rain, where days remain grey,
This unaccompanied, grand tree finds a way.