Reaching up
The sky is scarred
By too much time
Piercing branches
Scrape the beginnings
Of limitless space
All beginnings
Reach this far
No further
No wings to fly
I cannot yearn
Beyond your boughs
I must await
The last release
It is not time
(c ) Helen Valentina 2017
helenvalentina 
Excellent, Helen.
Thanks John! 🙂
🙂
there’s a sadness here….
Yes, a kind of sadness. Thanks! 🙂