The curve of the tree
Seems to remind me
Paths crossing and intertwining
My route’s not a straight one
It bends and turns from the ground
An artwork in progress
Though I notice one branch at a time
Growing and twisting like a tree does
My life moves and splits with the vine
When I should cry
I should hold on
When we’re alone
We can reach through and long
For a face remembered
For a piece of a real song
Though I may be
Lost, I’m sure where I am
And I can’t see
But, my eyes will wake again
And if I remain
I will change and I’ll run
With more of life
And with the shine of more than one
I spent five days in the pit
Savoring the mud
But before I knew it
I was back up again
People had shown me I’d seen life upside down
So much grandness and goodness
It’s inside me and it’s all around
Sure there’s heartache and for pain’s sake
I’ll keep my heart planted on the ground
Copyright ©2003 Andrew Jack Rhodes
Andy Rhodes Poetry 