tree of life
rising high from a red bed of thorns
on a morning dressed in grey before dawn
and this is all there is
i stand to one side
worn and torn and still exuberant
breathing in the chill of tomorrow
as today twines up bare ankles
remembering to live
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December 8th, 2015 at 4:20 pm
This quietly majestic and profound. I love the closing image. Beautiful .
December 9th, 2015 at 1:46 pm
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December 9th, 2015 at 1:47 pm
I liked this one so much, I shared it on my site.
December 10th, 2015 at 12:26 pm
I love this:
“i stand to one side
worn and torn and still exuberant”