Bareness

See, now,
Patterns of bare branches against winter sky.
Hard on the outside to protect the channels
through which new life is already beginning to rise in sap.
Admire these branches as they withstand winter cold.
They do not know and do their work regardless of  love, hate, admiration, envy,malice or utter indifference.

They are a symbol of our task to continue living with trust and hope
despite all the alternatives we are offered daily by the press and media.
Keep living the true life.
The still, small voice speaks  again if we are listening.
If we have some silence.

If we want nothing