


One broken limb
splintered and
disconnected from its roots
frozen in time
a tree locked in its icy reverie
dreams of branches
becoming whole once more
veins growing outward
with the hope of leaves
only cracks in reality
Springs slow thaw
…one morning while in a foggy state of mind….I wandered the local hills as nature gave visual credence to my mood….in the fog when thoughts are distilled into the fine wine of wisdom, courage and faith….preparing one for action….
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