Endure

So. . . It took me a long time to come up with a title, and I'm not sure why, but I think it fits. I'll try to explain anyway.

You see, the fence is falling apart. . . it's manmade, but it is also dead wood. In the photo it looks like it's trying to reach toward the trees above it, as though in doing so it's regaining the life it once possessed. Does that make sense? So the title is in reference to the struggling relationship between humans and nature, and nature's way of recycling itself (see how the fence has a little moss growing on it?). Humans rely upon nature to survive, but both experience temporary existences. . . so what does that ultimately lead to?

Common topic, I know.