The tree’s spirit, rooted deep in the earth,
climbs high to breathe.
So too the human spirit,
aims high and dreams.
Hanging on branches,
votive rags – offerings flap colourfully,
wishes and hopes.
May we merit spring’s blossoming
and the sweetness of fruits
in their time
that we may endure truth in life
feel the love of others
and offer it,
a gift,
just like nature.
