She sits on top of the knoll, bare for all to see. I feel awkward for her.
The show is now over and with an unpretensious surrendering she let go of her covering. She was a bold green and then as the summer matured she stepped up her display of radiance to crimson and orange, with gold the last to let go.
The wind blew and stripped her of all her dignity until she was left with bare bones, her blazing glory gone to provide only limbs for a bird to rest or a trunk for protection.
I love the elegance of the blossoming spring tree, the bountiful shade of the summer tree, and the stunning beauty of the autumn tree, but the bare tree of winter leaves me feeling exposed right along with her.
Will I be brave and let go?
Do I really have a choice?
The winds of life blow and leave me exposed.
Do I reach up toward the heavens like the many branches outstretched? Surrendering my ways to The Way.
That new hope may spring forth.
This brave tree, she continues to teach us so many things, if only we will be curious enough to look with our hearts to notice how she stands there and provides
a rough cradle
and finally a
to bring comfort, peace, and hope for the days to come.
Also linking with Five Minute Friday at Lisa-Jo's place. This week the prompt is: Tree
Officially, the rules are:
2. Link up at Lisa-Jo's and invite others to join in.
3. And then absolutely, no ifs, ands or buts about it, you need to visit the person who linked up before you & encourage them in their comments. Seriously. That is, like, the rule. And the fun. And the heart of this community...