Monday, November 20, 2023

The seeds of resurrection

Each year we watch the trees losing their leaves, 
Turning from green to gold 
 And in their losses gilding 
 The edges of our street. 
The branches, then exposed, 
Etch graceful patterns on the sky, 
Then bud again in spring 
 With that astonishing yellow green 
That deepens, even as we watch, 
Yet still we find it hard to trust 
That life goes on after devastating loss; 
That deep within each being, each situation, 
Lie the seeds of resurrection, 
Waiting to redeem us, and bring to life 
The bright and glowing innocence of the new.

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