Monday, February 6, 2012

Winter Tree


Winter tree,
your skeleton
of bare brown branches,
unadorned,
looks lifeless,
yet you are only waiting
for the cycle
of buds and blossoms
and soft
spring rain.

You're like a winter heart,
furled tight and
frozen against the pain,
that is finally
blessed by sunlight,
and blooms
again.

8 comments:

  1. I love the hope that comes in with the soft spring rain.
    Thank you for reminding me

    Yola

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  2. Methinks unless it's a snow bird, we're all eager for spring. I know we are here. Can't come soon enough for me, for sure. :)

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  3. Yes, I too am thinking of spring ~

    Lovely words ~

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  4. Never mind spring, I wrote about summer today. LOL
    I enjoyed your words to the winter tree.
    K

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  5. ah it's been such a mild winter, and still i await that unfurling.

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  6. Such a beautiful poem of winter..the grass is greening where I live and I welcome spring

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  7. Some winters I feel like the tree you describe. It's been a fairly mild winter here so far, though. I'm not frozen yet!

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  8. Yes... spring has a way of forgiving winter of its woes.

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