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Little Pine Branch (One from Tall Timber)

Little pine branch outside my window

You are covered in snow

I watched you yesterday as the snow fell upon you

At first you were able to withstand it, but it continued to collect upon you

This morning I looked out and there you were

Drooped almost to the point of being perpendicular to the ground

If much more snow had come, you may have been no more

And yet you managed to cling to the rest of the tree

The sun comes out and the temperature rises

The snow begins to fall away

Once it is all gone you are still not back to your previous state

It will take time to regain your strength

As long as you stay connected to your tree, you will continue to become what you were meant to be

It may sound like I am teaching you, but you are the one who is teaching me

You see I am like you, oh branch on the pine tree

At times I feel strong and dance in the wind, yet snow comes for us all

My snow is pride, guilt, fear, depression, sadness, worry

It weighs me down and like you, it comes in seasons

My tree trunk is my Creator, my Lord, my Sustainer, 

Who saves me from falling away when the snow seems to heavy for me

I am not the only branch connected to this trunk

There are thousands upon thousands of others

Unlike you, my neighboring branches go through seasons at different times than one another

The snow comes in different shapes and sizes for them all

In every season they wait and I wait, like you and the other branches wait, for the coming of the eternal spring