A winding piece of Ivy

by Anastasia   Oct 14, 2005


Creeping along
Towards the limitless sky
Turning every leaf upwards to
The warmth of the sun
Reaching
Never giving up hope
That one day I will touch that pool of blue
Looking down on me

I hang steadfast
To the column,
My only knowledge
That I shall not fall

I twist and wind myself around the column
Choosing,
Which turn to make

My own decision

I am dependent in one way,
Independent
In another

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