The tree stood mighty for thousands of years, her silent branches reaching heavenward to welcome the light and the warmth. And she has survived in time through all seasons weathering sorrow and despair, guarding her saplings that lay in the shadows of her wings.
And in her greatest pain she is rudderless, for there are no roots beneath the loosened soil. She comes from no one. Who remarks on her beauty and admires her strength when she stands alone. What holds her in place and keeps her strong. Courage is born of faith and through Him she will carry hope