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When all blossoms are lost
the cherry blossom tree stands firm
patiently waiting for the sun
to warm its branches once again.
Through the strongest of storms
taking deeper root.
Though it may lose some branches
it holds fast to as many as it can
bending in the wind as long as it can
refusing to break.
When those branches are lost
its resolve is not.
It is emboldened to grow anew.
When its season finally arrives
magnificent blooms give life
to all that depend upon it.
Flowers give nectar
limbs reach out
providing a safe place to nest.
When in abundance
it casts shade
protection from harm
as much as its branches will allow.
Though its blooms are breathtaking
they pale in comparison.
so devastatingly beautiful
the willows weep.
When you look upon
the strength of its foundation
you appreciate how far it has come
from the seeds of what it once was
the conditions that oppressed its growth
and still it decided to rise.
When you think of the life it has given
through the many seasons
the droughts where it received nothing
and still it persisted
the harsh storms
that knocked off so many branches
that took so many years to grow
the chill of the winters it endured
receiving very little warmth
but resolved to stay alive
keeping faith that the sun would return.
When you look upon it
the twisted branches
reveal the truth.
You can see why it is the way it is.
You can see why it stopped reaching
where it didn't receive adequate light
and resolved to turn away
out of necessity
Though it still has so much to offer
its value lies not in what it can give
but what it has already given and sacrificed.
Its beauty lies not in its physical strength
but its strength in times of great suffering
the way it has adapted
through times of great turmoil
and most captivating of all
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