It's a soul-chilling night in the garden erased by a blizzard. Prayers are crackling in the sap of trees under the pressure of snow and ice. Their shrivelled patience is leaning on a dormant trust that the next sunrise will wrap their trunks with the ribbons of light— God's promise that spring will come.
with love 💛 @lightofxenia
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