My veins intertwined and threaded together, running just under the skin
Like the roots of a tree, burrowing for strength, buried deep down in the ground
Supplying every need, needed, from somewhere within
In one direction, making its way back around
Coursing new life, creating beauty and light
Providing and expelling things deemed unnecessary
Gossamer and messy the weaves created to collide
A lifeline designed to be seamless and airy
Held in a web, a gauze like umbrella, protecting my dreams and desires
Plunging pure power through the very heart of me
Designed to enrich and inspire
With all of the endurance of a weathered old tree
About the Creator
Kelli Sheckler-Amsden
Telling stories my heart needs to tell <3 life is a journey, not a competition
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