The January Tree

 

Winter ice trees

The January Tree

Stripped bare of Summer meaning

Leaving only wood to sway

I wait, endure, while others pass

Along this rocky way

Your feet are fast and fluid

While mine are mired in earth

Your thoughts too fast to capture

While mine are simpler truth

Come spring I will awaken

Then will you stop again?

To see the youngest green of life

Drink from its mountain stream

©Stephen Tanham

4 Replies to “The January Tree”

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out /  Change )

Google photo

You are commenting using your Google account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s

This site uses Akismet to reduce spam. Learn how your comment data is processed.