Like dark forest ivy
inside you I twine;
a lilting expansion
on planes undefined.
Growing in essence
and vastness so broad
my leaves I unfurl
through space you to hold.
Bursting and breathing,
a spiral I fold
as knowledge is drawn
and a heart yet be called;
And even if patience
be all I can mold
I happily lean
in the untold.
Notes From Afar 