SPRING ISN'T FAR BEHIND

My leaves started to wilt,

and my twigs started to split.
I doubted death at my door.

I began to run- a race to live.
But my roots, ran so deep-
weren't ready to disengage...

Alas! I decided to face the fate.
Death knocked at the door.

There stood at the threshold,
an angel with a lamp who said
"Spring isn't that far, my child...."

I saw the light, she left within me.

The light - which could bring spring to the whole world.

The light - which can never be put out by any wind.

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Hang on a lil' more! 

Spring is almost at your doorstep.