Wing Tek Lum
a tree in winter
A tree without leaves—-a winter tree
graceful trunk, twigs with the promise of hope sprouting
The tree's life is being challenged by weather. But it thrives.
Veil, interweaving of delicacy and strength
The skeleton of the tree. A winter view
Plum Blossoms by Wing Tek Lum
Cold mountain winds scour the valley.
A hush descends upon the hard earth,
betraying no tears.
The gaunt plum hugs the river.
Its branches, shorn of leaves,
reach out like stark cries
in the Winter night, a spider’s agony.
Yet nubs of blossoms
nudge through the crinkled bark
on one twig, then another.
Buds nestle in crooks and crevices,
white as frost, grudging smiles,
a compassion nourished from within,
seeking air, seeking light.
Reflective writing prompt:
Write about the harbingers of Spring.