Willow, weeping
Nov 14, 2023
The Willow weeps, and she is beautiful in her weeping.
We don’t know what has taken away her happiness.
She has no words and I can only guess and try to comfort.
What would you wish, if you were a Willow? What would
you need, to feel less alone? Who is the one who would
stand for your goodness, believe in your purity, mirror
your strength, see your true beauty?
Willow, sweet Willow, hold steady. The time for weeping
is coming to a close. No one can weep forever. Will yourself
forward into growth and green and magical dreams. Your
river of tears has softened the soul of the earth.
LBM 11/14/2023
