Winter's Trumpet Sounds
The leaves have all fallen, signalling the end of one cycle and the beginning of another.  The naked limbs look cold and disconcerting against the periwinkle sky but they also hold beauty and truth.  Each tree grows differently but all reach for the same light.  Just as it is with people.  It reminds me that our journey is both continuous and cyclical.  But ultimately, I am reminded there is enough light for us all.

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