Trees
- with their branches reaching out to the Lord
emphasizing the yearning and fears of humankind
to not reach perfection without the guidance
of the outstretched hand.
Trees of spring
- illuminated symphonie of blossom's songs
whereas in winter, chrystallized beauty of white
embracing sparkling arbors
like wonderous jewels.

Trees
- The Lords words whispering silent psalms
beneath leafy cathedrals of glistening shelter.
Trees
- guardians of nature,
harboring within a veil of forced silence
fruitlessly watching fragile futures.
Breath of life ..
on the verge of destruction
So help us God!

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