Gone but not forgotten.
It isn't something you can put between two slices of bread. It's not one that you would warm up or take for lunch, but its firm buck-skin color and the veins that once gave it meaning will slowly fade and exist again; chlorophyll laden, green sunlight worshiping life.
A tree that leans in and enjoys being closest to the life giving water is also the first to give its body back to the earth.
I don't care if it's growing on a log. A log that's floating in the water. Twenty feet from shore.
That's still a tree. Amazing, no?
Trees: The ultimate inspiration. A source of beauty, a source of strength; energy.