This is the guardian angel of the protector.
She loves how the bark acts as a shield to protect the tree, how the snow like a warm blanket protects the ground and cover the soil, the rots, the buds that are hiding, waiting, to arise once more.
The protector knows no boundaries, its goal is not to separate but to merge togheter. Not knowing were one begins and the other one ends.
This is true courage, not only to see the other's limitations but also to bear these without question and without asking for anything in return.
...and therefore the protector becomes protected.
See the the guardian angel of winter here.