The Leafless Tree

The tree was alone

In all its splendor

Somewhat weird

Somewhat strange

Yet it stood its ground

And stood well.

Not a leaf adorned it

It didn't seem to care.

Arms outstretched to heaven

As if calling out

To the angels above.

An occasional bird

Sitting and chirping on it

Failed to cover its nudity

Each time I saw it

It seemed as if

Its calling out to me.

What does it say?

Or does it say

Nothing at all?

Figment of my imagination I think

And laugh out loud.

Yet the picture it painted

Was awesome though,

All barren in soul and spirit

It stood its ground

And this amidst

Thick, lush, greenery all around.

It stood with

Profound grace and dignity

Saying as if

Move on, tire not

Have faith

Don't play the victim

'Cause you aren't dead yet.