Tag: Ethar Eltinay

by Ethar Eltinay Depleted.. Like branches subsequent to facing a Storm.. Post-traumatic.. Eyes fixated on its, Crestfallen Leaves.. Shoulders Bent, from Strength.. Withholding its Core.. Deeply rooted, Soul to Soil.. That’s how it stands.. Through the Seasons.. But this season.. This fall.. Its back arched more.. Trunk ached.. Stiffness spread through, to its Fingers.. Leaving…