Through the bare branches
I displace
Into the slowly stirring cosmos

Below the breathless pines
I stew and ponder
Brimmed with affection
Infused with restless hope

Ancestral visions
Resurface from the dark
From the quaint corners of the universe
To shower their timeless greetings

They blare the same
Watchful tune
Jutting for the promises
Sprawled afar

They sear on
With tireless passion
Shackled to their prime
Faultless and sure

I peer beyond
The scourge of winter
From the dormant branches
That no longer blush

The cold defers
From the glittering surface
Nestled in eternity
For only the wayward to seek