"Meditation on Trees II"
Written: March 11th, Wed, 2026
By: Matthew Krogstad

I saw a tree in winter stand,
bare branches stretched across the land.
No leaf to clothe its withered frame,
no fruit to glorify God's name.

My heart resembling this root,
for once was I, devoid of fruit.
Like a tree both cold and dry,
beneath a dark and silent sky.

No living root beneath the sod,
no rising praise that reached to God.
Though form of life might still appear,
no vital sap was bringing cheer.

No hand of mine could make it live,
no striving breath new life could give.
Till sovereign wind from heaven above,
awoke my heart to life and love.

Then grace, like hidden sap, did rise,
and faith looked up with newborn eyes.
The barren limbs began to see,
the buds of hope upon the tree.

O Gardener wise, thy work fulfill,
subdue my heart to do thy will.
Just as the once dead barren tree,
was made to bear living fruit for Thee.

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