Holding on tight

Fighting to stay strong

Wanting to grow

We are not alone in  this desire

 

 

 

Such a tall tree it is for having it’s roots clinging to so little soil and clearly not much water till the river rises

but for now it clings strong to the rock, solid ground.

 

How many times  in our lives have we done just that to make it till the next morning?

 

 

 

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