Striving to Ascend

Upwards we strive, sweeping blunders aside. Inside hosts the rings that demarcate time. Nothing but bands of lines. Roots cling to the ground. Anchoring the emerging sprouts until they can finally stand. The moving winds serve a disruptor to nature’s plan. Aspiring for ascension to the sky sustains the plant's continual drive to climb.

Repetitions in Search of Meaning

Sprouts burst forth anew; Leaves manifest from within to allow, once more, for there to be a thickening. Where is it that we are destined?             Will there be true rest again -                         What about frivolities with friends? Why do we bother so much with the questions of where does this train end when …

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