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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
reneejustturtleflight.com 
Your line breaks work well between stanzas here. This is a lovely poem and the ending is so hopeful as life should be, Renee.
Pamela
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Thank you Pamela! I appreciate your comments always.
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smiles…i like that new life shoots reaching to the sky awash w/ expectation at the new day…take them when you can get them…smiles.
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Thanks so much!
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fixed your link at dverse as well…
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Sorry, It’s been awhile since I did…whatever it is I do…and I so appreciate that you catch it. Smiles
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wow…those are roots….and i just love to start the new day…new things with this sense of expectation…and the good kind of shiver of what it will bring
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Thank you Claudia! I saw this tree and was amazed so needed to post it along with.
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Love this pic. The root system were a source of endless hours of play when we were young children in an innocent time.
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I would have loved to have one of these as a child and did have a beautiful tree in the yard but not such as this. Glad you enjoyed your tree so much.
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Your words bring a sense of good things to come, Renee and is powerful in its subtlety. I love that photo…that tree has such meandering, thick, gripping roots…a well-grounded being wouldn’t you say… I hope all is well and happy with you.
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I’ve been meaning to email so will soon.Thanks for stopping by. Have missed you.
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I like the positive tone towards the end….the anticipation of beginning a new day ~
Hope you are well, smiles ~
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Thanks Grace and for asking after me. Have lots going on this Summer but hopefully things will even out soon.
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Brilliant…We do indeed weave a network beneath the surface but we are all of us reaching up for the sky…….
Wonderful image a beautiful tree…. as are your words xxx
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It is how I feel as late, that there is more to come, that my reaching for it will ultimately make it real and it will grow. Thank you again.
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