Orange buds have appeared
On the once barren branches
Hundreds of them
Heralding rejuvenation, ushering in
Spring of Nascence
It has been months
Of endurance and penance
Of wait and patience
Of cold days and chilling nights
Of icy winds and waning sunshine!
And they have done this
Year after year
Season after season
And yet have demonstrated a will,
A resilience continuous, uncommon!
Why are Humans so different?
Why they wilt and wither
Why adversities break them?
Waylay them, drown them in delusion
Yet they are God’s best creation!
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