And this confused heart now starts wondering
about the withered tree that stood pondering
Isn't this the very tree that suffered a fall?!!
amidst a shivering weather, is still standing tall.
Tell me, lonely ol' tree of this penance that you do
Doesn't that send chills down your roots - -
- - on thinking what you are going to do?!!!
To which the fervid tree replies,
'Everything, for a heart, blooms
where hope has it's trail of blossoms.
Hope - my comrade, is what that has - -
- - rekindled a million of lives'.
~ Musings by the balcony | Winter '20 (2/2)
Inspired from Pablo Neruda's quote:
'You can cut all the flowers
but you cannot keep spring from coming'.
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