The January Tree

The January Tree

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Stripped bare of Summer meaning

Leaving only wood to sway

I wait, endure, while others pass

Along this rocky way

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Your feet are fast and fluid

While mine are mired in earth

Your thoughts too fast to capture

While mine are simpler truth

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Come spring I will awaken

Then will you stop again?

To see the youngest green of life

Drink from its mountain stream

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©Stephen Tanham