The Bare Tree

As the Sun dips below the rocky horizon,
the light slips from our lives for a while.

But always our memories continue to linger,
like the fragile limbs of the barren poplar,
patiently awaiting their rejuvenation.

Although seemingly rooted in a deep dark past,
the bare tree’s rings recall it’s strength
through warm and stormy weather.
Still branches reach for new life
amidst the golden fleeced sky.

For the bare tree knows…
the Sun will shine again.