The vine
Winds upwards,
With its own energy
Of light
Inside its leaves.
When I am still,
And uninspired,
It invites me
To be a part of
The climb
And creation
Of beautiful things.
To connect -
Just a touch
The hem is enough -
To grow a bud
Along the branches.
Copyright LJ 2021
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