What does the tree
Do when it
Finds itself laid
Finds itself laid
Naked to the winter winds.
Folds in upon
Its dark self
Closing tightly on
What yearning life remains
Inside.
Its dark self
Closing tightly on
What yearning life remains
Inside.
Waiting, shaking
Through winds and
Changing, ruptured skies,
Ice covered, frozen
Changing, ruptured skies,
Ice covered, frozen
Trapped.
Spring must come
It wills it to bring
Warmth, allowing,
Finally to unfurl its
Finally to unfurl its
Green virgin leaves.
Opens itself willingly
To the deserving Sun
The tree feels joy
Knowing it lives again.
To the deserving Sun
The tree feels joy
Knowing it lives again.
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