The Hope Tree

The Hope Tree

The Hope Tree

Timely washed and renewed with rain
Soon a green shoot grows
Bursting through the air like a mighty warrior
Proud, fierce, strong

Where there was death
A chance of life

Across the burnt and stricken land
Of black trees and scarred hills
Cracked earth and sweaty rocks
Blistering Sky
Grows a tree that has won the battle

The hope tree lives on

Photo by Douglas Hawkins on Unsplash

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