Welcome to the Wakefield Doctrine (the theory of clarks, scotts and rogers)

This is the Six Sentence Story bloghop.

Denise is the host.

Write a story employing the prompt word below and keep it to six sentences.

Any questions?

Prompt word:

Upright

The blue sky beckons from above, its hue tuned to the frequency of life. Long past its time as a sapling, all reaching-tendrils and lofty ambition, the tree waits patiently, trusting it’s grasp below, where, in exchange for mobility, the earth provides the elements of growth. However, elements, not being the whole, require energy and that need drove it’s silent up-reaching, soft-green hands gathering sparks of life falling as invisible rain.

The winter strips the tree of its leaves and with it, the ability to gather power; a stern and distant parent forcing the child to remain in bed, night come round at last.  Without its green garments, the tree stands alone, staring through hollow windows, like a blind man outside a banquet hall.

The ageless lesson speaks in the shapes of life, ‘As below, so above’.