Ars Poetica - by Lily

I never thought I'd see those leaves again
I often looked longingly at that bare tree
That once stood heavy laden with leaves
Framing the flowers, the fruit, the beauty
Before it died off into dormancy

I knew that the life was stored deep within
Knowing the tree had all it needs to begin again
As the resurrection brings forth its mystery
I watch and see newborn shoots bring its promise
Evoking memories of hope back to me

This age old tree with it's many lessons to bare
Represents to me the promise of unfolded future
Promises of fruits and flora to follow
Reminding me of the ebb and flow of seasons
I am grateful to see the sun once more

~Lily 2001