Heavy Burdens
The heavy wet snow weighs down the limbs of the tree as trials weigh down the soul. Trials come unexpected. Creeping and accumulating slowly, as we try to hold ourselves up for as long as we can until the weight is too much to bear. Some come blowing in like a squall and dump piles so quick we don't have time to even try. The weight of a heavy burden is not easy to bear, but there is always the promise of spring when the snow melts away and our limbs like the limbs of the tree spring free and full in the sunlight.
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