Symbol

My faith is all a doubtful thing,
   Wove on a doubtful loom, --
Until there comes, each showery spring,
   A cherry-tree in bloom;
And Christ who died upon a tree
   That death had stricken bare,
Comes beautifully back to me,
   In blossoms, everywhere.

by David Morton

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