An Oak Tree (Get Cape. Wear Cape. Fly)

Take a look at the oak trees In the park standing tall Like a tower of resilience Despite the leaves that fall. Stripping them back to their Fraught frames, all naked And on display. Like us they dress for the season. It will soon be spring again. But you and I were not designed to be evergreens I guess That it's time to long for April to come. Am I willing to wait here again? Although I'm hungry and I'm tired And all the bridges I made on the way Are quickly turning into fires And as the embers are growing and no phoenix emerge I guess another set back is another lesson learnt. Let's strip it back to the bare bones, Though not a matter of choice, There's still something of worth In just an acoustic and a voice. As the new shoots start growing At the start of the year, The tree is ready to deliver Despite initial fears. Am I willing to wait here again? Although I'm hungry and I'm tired And all the bridges I made on the way Are quickly turning into fires And as the embers are growing and no phoenix emerge I guess another set back is just another lesson learnt.