Though battered and bruised,
Your soul pinched off
Like a pruned plant,
Your bark sheered
To pristine skin,
Your torso shattered
By lightening and storm,
Your limbs entangled
In shackles of pain,
Your crown toppled over
By axes and saws,
Your bounty sheered away by winds,
Your roots chopped off
From sacred sources,
Life will find a way
To feed those roots,
Creating saplings in new blood.
Enriching the heart.
May your Will find the way
For new seeds, new growth,
Around the obstacles to your being.
Nature perseveres.
May you be your tree of life.
Copyright © August 9, 2017 Barbara Harris Leonhard
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This article has amazing pictures of trees that have survived great adversity.
