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silhouettes
against the sky
the trees in winter stand;
dark and austere;
reaching always upward.
in the lovely morning light
I have seen red
and orange and purple spread
behind them like a canvas.
and I have seen them,
in late afternoons,
when blue pours from the heavens
in hues impossible to describe.
in moonlight and starlight,
through cold and lonely winds,
I have seen them
waiting patiently for the dawn.
rooted firmly as the trees,
valiantly I also stand and strive
like them for light and warmth
from far beyond this transient little world.
from: Silhouettes
Copyright © 2001
by J.D. Deutschendorf
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