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Among the Trees

Notice how the trees sway with the rhythm of the wind. Though stripped of green, their branches dance as if crowned with leaves— unbothered by the eyes of humanity, unashamed of their winter-bare truth. I wish I held such courage, such rooted confidence. For I too have faced the hollow season, where silence wraps around the bones of who I am. When spring comes and the trees begin to bloom, I hope I do too. I’m weary of being constantly conscious of how the world might see me— always bending, never breaking free. So I lie here beneath them, and I listen. I pray they whisper their secrets— how to stand tall in stillness, how to bloom after emptiness. And in their hush, I begin to believe: maybe I will bloom too.

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Date: 6/10/2025 12:59:00 AM
Thanks for sharing this... exposing your thoughts through your unique poetic style. Welcome to Poetry Soup. I welcome you with the love of the Lord, expressed by John 3:16 of the Bible, "For God so loved the world, that he gave his only begotten Son, that whosoever believeth in him should not perish, but have everlasting life." Be blessed.
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