The Vine

So refreshing to my eyes
Focused on the vine
And its branches
Swaying together and
Moving in two directions.

The wind becomes stronger
The branches start to weaken
Such tiny and fragile leaves
Torn and yet never fall.

The vine is still intact
It never gives way to the storm
It keeps the branches
And together they dance in the wind.

Our life is likened to a branch
Attached to the vine
The source, our stronghold
Is God, the giver of life.

God never gives up on us
Hold onto God the Creator
See, flowers will bloom
And produce abundant fruit.

If life starts to weaken
Due to worldly challenges
Stand firm
Stay with God.

God is with us always
Let our hands be held by His
And walk together
With love.