It’s so easy to keep walking,
to keep working, to keep talking,
without thought of why we do it
only wanting to get through it.
But then a red tree rises before us
while the stars all sing in chorus.
It’s like nothing we’ve heard or seen
and makes us more than we have been.
And yet, we assume we’re not enough,
somehow lacking the right stuff.
How much has this world been denied
by those simply too afraid to try?
………~ Carol Wiebe