"Creases" - A Poem

I've moved into a van and I have thoughts!

Author

Elle Bottrell
December 01, 2025

Hi Divergents,

A little art for your Monday.

The crease on my forehead runs deep like the blackened bark of the pine tree - 

memories of harder times. 

The lower half of the tree bears the memory of life no more, like the dead-end relationships from my decades gone by. 

Midway up its trunk the large swath of missing bark mirrors my scarred knees that carry me these miles to its side. 

We both survive another day to  witness the miraculous splendor of the setting sun. 

// Creases

Me & the tree that inspired “Creases”

The sunset we shared!

Rooting for you!

-esb

Questions on Becoming Divergent:

  1. What significance do the lines on your skin hold?

  2. How does nature remind you to take heart?

  3. How has nature surprised you recently?

  4. When can you next make time to savor the splendor of a sunset?

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