Cold, Barren
Hardened, Unyielding
Dark, Lifeless
What’s the point of it all?
Nothing changes
Each sway the same
Dead – completely dead

Or So It Seems

Beneath the cold barren ground
Is the regeneration of life
Unseen to the naked eye

Underneath the hardened and unyielding bark
Lie the very nectar of life itself

Though it stands dark and lifeless
There is so much it gives, even to all around it

What’s the point of it all?
The awe. The wonder.
The witness of something as divinely magical as REBIRTH

Nothing changes
Yet nothing remains the same
Each sway simple
But its purpose unique
The momentum, always timely

Dead – completely dead
Or are my eyes just untrained to the great beyond?

"Though the winter is long, even richer the harvest it brings" - Seasons

Reference

Davenport, Chris; Hastings, Benjamin & Tan, Ben. (2017, December, 15). Seasons. Retrieved from https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=QaEx2A7p9Dk