Look how they stand, these two,
strong and holding their limbs high
as if in grateful praise, and this despite
fate’s assaults, despite the storms
they weathered so patiently, so sure.
See how they face the light, and how,
beside them, their companions dance
and raise their boughs in song.
Perhaps they know this day marks
a wondrous turning into some newborn
unknown. And look how strong
and glad they stand to greet it!