Prayers for a Tree
A tree. Broken from recent storms.
The split in the trunk still fresh, still raw.
Exposed.
It will take a season to know. Whether
the trunk sprouts anew, or simply dies,
food for the forest.
You send up a prayer for growth. For the tree.
for sprouts in the spring, new growth
in the face of death. Defying logic.
A prayer for ressurection, not unlike your own,
defying the anger of weather and storm,
grow new growth, a new canopy of limbs
to spread over the forest
and provide shade.
About this poem.
It is amazing what a tree can survive. People too.
Tom
Quarry House 
It seems lately there have been so many, too many, “broken trees” in the communities I am connected to. Storms rising from the dynamics of the times we find ourselves in.
There absolutely are. It is heartbreaking.