Grey skies and leafless trees
The woods are dead in the winter breeze
The air is cold and thin to breathe
Th eground is hard and tough to seed

I plant a leafless tree in the hardened ground
And watch it soften without a sound
The tree was wise and very old
I sat and watched God rise her sold
The loss of her has made me whole

And a tree will bloom in the softened earth
Like a happy mother giving birth
The grey skies will fade to a blinding sun
God will be proud of this chosen one