Feet all too solid on the ground,
and looking up makes me dizzy.
But to not look up through the worldly web, through the twisted intertwining threads of confusion and oppositional tyranny
means that I have given up on reaching the blue—heaven haven.
It means I have despaired of anything beyond the chaos, the dark spindly hope that wraps itself snuggly around halting breaths of prayer,
and looks up,
looks to the hint of forever just past the carnal canopy.
A p r o n h e a d -- Lilly Green 
Hell, that is good.
Bad choice of words – sorry! You are helping me, too, to not give up on looking up. Thank you.
🙂 Should I edit you to say, “Heaven, that is good!” 🙂
“… carnal canopy.” I like that. It says it all in two words. And the photos illustrate the two words beautifully or there is a choice to go on forever.
Forever in this ragged world is looking harder nad harder. Hope is what makes the soul glisten!
Love this. You had me at “oppositional tyranny”
Thanks. I love the inter-webbing of the big old oaks, but the blue and the sun beyond inspires me to look beyond this tired old world.
Beautiful words and beautiful pictures
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