Cold grey light filters
through the barren
trees
lifelessness permeates where
once stood splendor.
Quite settles over the trees
a breeze blows gently
meandering
through empty
branches swaying in time
with the rhythm of the air.
But underneath
the dry bark
a change is coming.
The tree gathers
strength
preparing
for the coming spring
when life will again
burst forth.
It quietly
waits as
it is watered, fed
silently, patiently
with the sure
knowledge
of it’s future.
A future waiting
in the warmth
of the sun
and the
promise of a
new and sustained life.
Tuesday, January 16, 2007
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More, please...
wow! im so glad i pass by here!
And Li visited, too! That's great... and congrats on your new layout and the new photo!
Thanks for all the positive feedback! It is so encouraging to hear...
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