Glass tree's postured arc
A menagerie unto itself
With glistening beads of crystal
Yearning for the sunshine
In suspended pause of thaw
Awaiting nature's rebirth
Willowed timber perched
On the icy cusp of newness
One tiny second in time
Before the flower unfolds
And birds tweet their song
The glass tree's frozen respite
In anticipated stillness
Of springs silent nativity
With only God and nature
Privy to its tender timing
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