There is a kind of longing that does not chase.
It does not run or reach.
It simply stretches—quietly, openly
— toward the possibility of something unseen.
Like branches.
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Category: Longing
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Branches Longing for Birds
There is a kind of longing that does not chase.
It does not run or reach.
It simply stretches—quietly, openly
— toward the possibility of something unseen.
Like branches.
(more…)