The Stark Winter Tree

The stark winter tree never ceases to keep me entranced.

It's naked branches stretched far into the gray winter sky

possess a beauty unmatched.

The stark winter tree speaks 

silence, solitude, nakedness of spirit.

In it's utter silence and solitude

it speaks deafening praise to its Creator.

It welcomes the darkness of night with the same tranquility 

that it welcomes the light of day, 

and I watch as it does so.

It never ceases to draw the eyes of this soul heavenward

and leave it longing for the same...

silence, solitude, nakedness of spirit.

© Theresa George
my desert heart