Growth happens in cycles.
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Old roots
Clutch the rich soil
Their tendrils have far reach
Stir and unfold, new shoots rise
Emerge.
Reaching
Combing barren soil for new life
Ever search for richness
Raw tendrils sink
And grow.
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Original poem by Michelle Liew Tsui-Lin. AI tags are coincidental.
For Vocal's Roots and Branches Challenge
About the Creator
Michelle Liew Tsui-Lin
Hi, i am an English Language teacher cum freelance writer with a taste for pets, prose and poetry. When I'm not writing my heart out, I'm playing with my three dogs, Zorra, Cloudy and Snowball.
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Comments (7)
Whoaaaa, this was so profound! Loved your poem!
Love the metaphors
Such a great metaphor for human life as well, Michelle!
Yes, can't seem to separate the two, even if we wanted to
So true! I always thought growth and healing is like an onion, you keep peeling but there's always another layer.
Brilliant. Absolutely perfect.
Very hopeful feeling emerge as I read this