Trees are visible symbols
of fierce hope.
No matter the season,
no matter the conditions,
their limbs reach upward
in unwavering anticipation.
Even with bare limbs
and covered in frost
they refuse to let down
their stance of praise
Barren, they reach upward
in expectant faith
never slouching in despair.
They are sentinels of Spring
faithful reminders that
“this too shall pass.”
