creation of time
runs deep
like flight paths
too deeply settled
beneath the ground
to access
but as they work their
way to the surface
we tenderly
navigate them
holding on
in an effort to soar
to take flight
once again
bringing us
closer to the sun
like tender new
shoots of life
still waiting
awash with expectation
that a new day
will begin
© July 2013
Renee Espriu

