|For there is hope for a tree,
if it be cut down, that it will sprout again,
and that its shoots will not cease.
Though its root grow old in the earth,
and its stump die in the ground,
yet at the scent of water it will bud
and put forth branches like a young plant.
In the shoots of the Sassafras, budding anew The spirit we treasure lives on From the roots taking hold for a century and more Though the form once familiar is gone. Yet the life carried forward will tower once more Through the cycle of sunshine and rain And the promise of future days yet to be told Will carry us forward again. Alive in abundance, now witness the truth That the Sassafras does ably imply A life born of spirit is not merely a form And such spirit, my friend, cannot die. - Larry Holder, 8/24/6