Never Falling or Rising

They climb, not with feet
or hands but entire body
writhing upward.  

Some stray to the side, even
downward attracted by unseen
forces.  Do you suppose they

know the distracted might
play a role supporting
the journey of others?

And yet, there are singular
blossoms earth-tied in tangled
bundles, always raising

their heads in fear of
being forgotten.

1 comment:

Marcoantonio Arellano said...

very intuitive and wonderfully put.

I can relate especially to the part:...And yet.there are singular/blossoms earth-tied in tangled/bundles, always raising// their heads in fear of/being forgotten.