Standing Sure
©2025 Susan Noyes Anderson
image by Terry Tan de Hao on Unsplash
My roots are planted,
but they’re running fallow,
too shallow for the work
I need to do.
The leaves upon my tree,
though green, are wilted,
less gilded by the glow
that once shone true.
Light bides within, my trunk
guards it securely;
enduring, branch and bud
will sprout again.
Stand sure, old tree.
Soul spark, sweet sap keeps flowing –
bestowing life and light
anew. Amen.
∞∞∞
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Susan Noyes Anderson
Susan Noyes Anderson is the author of At the End of Your Rope, There’s Hope, Deseret Book, ©1997; Awaken Your Spiritual Power: The Fairy Godmother Isn’t Coming!, Karisma Press, ©1999; and His Children (poetry only, photos are by Anita Schiller), Vantage Point Press, ©2003.