Tree in Winter.

The burden of the ice
waiting for it to solidify
dripping down my spine
branches stretched
taking on more
before it reaches the ground
and the ground says it’s already
over capacity
and yet I grow taller
even in the Winter
after my leaves
starved themselves of oxygen
to allow myself growth
because being bare
allows me
to take on Winter
stretched till I crack
break and bend
a branch to the ground
and I stand strong
stronger still
because I’m grounded
within structure
within soil that is my home
and I’ve come to accept
life swirls by
fleeting from one place to the next
and still I stand
right here
awaiting the ice to solidify
and turn to liquid
freeing me of the burdens
of the extra weight.

Thanks for reading.
-Temperamentally Tina