Sunday, May 31, 2009

winter elegy

Trees can only grow so tall
in a graveyard of saps because

learning how to love
the snow and cherish
hail is a lonely thing.

Many never make it through stormy
weather; survivors always lose

something, especially
in the wisdom of living
another year of growing

solitude. The most beautiful sight
is a sap in Spring, birthed in

old soil. Later, they join
the other trees who shed
their leaves in remembrance.

1 comment:

  1. Wow, this was so good...we can make so many connections to this! I love it


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