Trees

Poison from within

Killing off these trees I was given

My forest thin

Skies darkening

Only the Maker can resurrect

Paths blocked from roots upturned

Branches beaten, broken, battered

The rains come

No shelter to be found

I look up, my tears are washed to the ground

My hair dripping, clothes clinging

I shiver and shake

Prayers offered up

that the Sun will shine and bring new growth

But for now I embrace this storm.

Quote

Autumn to winter, winter into spring,
Spring into summer, summer into fall, —
So rolls the changing year, and so we change;
Motion so swift, we know not that we move.
-Dinah Craik

How true is it that we can so easily get caught up in ourselves and our day to day to life that we don't even take notice of the changes that occur with in us and around us. I don't want to move so fast that I don't take notice to all the little things that can add such beauty to this world of shades of gray