Trees and Stars
Cold branches stand silent
as the night falls in
thin, planet and star-filled air.
Jagged welcomes come through trees' solemnity -
Wisdom hidden in the rough bark,
always lifting twigs and limbs in wonder.
Seasons change and they fall into slumber,
not idle, but making a study of life,
being present in the world, through daily strife.
To grow in God is to encounter the cold and dark
of star studded nights, lonely and stark.
Yet, this view misses your own illuminated light
others see by, and give thanks
for such a sight.
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