The trees are not afraid of darkness, They know the summer, the love of light, Bowed down with blossoms in gentle night, Each leaf a story, whispering slow, To the wind that bends them, to let them grow.
- Dylan Thomas
The trees are not afraid of darkness, They know the summer, the love of light, Bowed down with blossoms in gentle night, Each leaf a story, whispering slow, To the wind that bends them, to let them grow.