What a beautiful sight, the arrival of spring!
It was a festive mood in my backyard this morning
Trees dressed up in fresh leaves so green
Showing off their flowers to the birds and bees
New life bursting forth everywhere I see
Except for a corner, where stood a barren tree
A childless woman in a park, she stood alone
Among trees bearing flowers, with none of her own
But of bitterness or envy I saw no trace
Arms raised upwards, she still prayed for grace
She would beget life soon, unshaken was her faith
In her heart filled with hope, grief found no place
A little bird stopped by, chirped with curiosity
"Where are your flowers?", it asked innocently
If the words pricked the tree, she showed no sign
She spoke to the bird with the most gentle smile
"Tomorrow, my dear, new flowers you will see
Where there is love, life will find a way to be"
Then the wind came by, blew a joke in the breeze
And the tree laughed heartily, swaying with ease
I wondered, for a tree left barren in spring
Whence comes peace, such lightness of being?
What fortitude brings such calm acceptance
Of the vagaries of nature, of life's randomness?
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