a lone tree
clings to the banks of the raging river
leaves tossed
boughs bent
daily tested by the elements
its roots dig deeper
holding the tree to the shore
security sought in the deep rich soil
how the barren tree during the storm
its leaves blown off
how ugly the tree
its bark patched
its branches twisted
but the clouds disperse
the sun greets the little tree
coaxing it heavenward
by the time the warmth of Spring arrives
the tree is covered in green buds
a promise of many leaves and much fruit
References:
Psalm 1:3 He shall be like a tree Planted by the rivers of water, That brings forth its fruit in its season, Whose leaf also shall not wither; And whatever he does shall prosper.
Job 23:10 But He knows the way that I take; When He has tested me, I shall come forth as gold.
Copyright MaryBeth Mullin
