At This Time
-Margot Henderson 2004
At this time we stand
upon the earth as winter trees.
We are called on to release.
To strip our branches
and to shed our leaves.
Till we are naked
bare unto the bone
naked yet rooted
in the soil of the soul
So we know
we do not stand alone
Seeing our leaves
suffused with light
their form can no longer hold.
See them turning
red, umber, ochre, copper, gold
Till we are left reaching
our bare branches to the sky
surrendering.
only then
can the emerging buds be seen
only then can we bring light
to our unfolding dream
