Literary

(An interpretative poem for the Tree of Fluidism by artist Dexter Calulot Bigayan) BY JNCB Above the great ravine it clings Tightly it grips the earth on its fringe Hanging on to storms and the strongest of winds Weathering the seasons at the edge of a cliff On a mountainous rock or so it seems They laugh at this fool, this fool on a hill Or is it a mountainous rock, so it seems For why? they say, will you grow those roots On the edge of the earth at the ledge of a cliff Or a mountainous rock so it seems But proud is this tree for they do fail to see That below may indeed be the greatest of fall Little do they know, it stands tallest of 'em all...