A Silent Journey

have you heard of trees that grow
despite the vines hanging on to them ?
choices are lines drawn in water
the currents drag them along the tread;
their souls journey in the skies
silently… only clouds and stars brushing by
the roots are always underneath
and the vines hang on to their warm breasts.
they reach higher… despite the pull
they climb heavens no need to voice out
they walk a silent walk that tears
the heart of the earth …
and the dark of the universe.

© Malintha Perera 2014

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