It amazes me to see trees in hibernation, seeds covered in thick crusts of frost
That defy gravity and, instead, cling to the branch in icy embrace.
Just think how fragile the bond between ice and tree:
All it takes is a slight change in temperature
And the whole relationship crumbles, ends
Fluttering to the ground in a soft explosions of snow.
Just like human relationships.
Yet those seeds survive the cold, those Arctic breezes
To blossom out into flowers of hope when spring arrives.
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