and the trees
now look barren.
Branches are cut back,
giving a look of death.
Even so, we in this life
may be slashed by tests and trials.
Our spirits seem wounded and lifeless.
Yet, no one season will last forever.
Sap is still flowing beneath the bark.
Spring will come; the buds will break forth.
And so we know that burdens
appearing to crush us
shall lift in God’s time.
This too shall pass;
in its place