Tuesday, November 26, 2013

Budded Branch

For in the true nature of things, if we rightly consider, 
every green tree is far more glorious 
than if it were made of gold or silver.
Martin Luther

Winter has come and the trees
Already have begun to form next year's leaves;
At every place where a leaf has loosened and 
Flown on the blustery wind
A new bud, hard and dark, takes shape.
All winter they sleep and grow 
Strong through the cold, storms, and snows
When the first rains and warm sunny days arrive
The bud will swell and burst with new green.
If we will stop and look close 
We'll  learn that things are never as
Hopeless as they seem.


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    1. Thank you, Renie. Sometimes winters are hard, yet God is always in winter busy creating the next spring.