Trees

Trees




Branching out, reaching toward each other.
Reaching out to the light, savoring the warmth.
We dig our roots in deep, grasping,
laying down our roots in a firm foundation.

Sometimes we are beautiful.
We show our true colors.
Sometimes we offer a home to another soul along life's journey.

Other times we slowly lose our colors
with life's changing seasons.
We become barren.
Brittle.
Exposed to the harsh elements throughout the journey.
Sometimes we die.

Our cycle continues, even after death.
Some of us come out of the barren, brittle stage
to again bask in the warmth,
to again show our beauty for all to see.

We are continuous.
Eternal with every life cycle,
with every seed we share.
We share.
We blossom.
We grow and we live.


--msl2022