should it hold within itself,
or finally release
open up to all that has gone before and within
spell out everything that has been drawn in.
through the extended
maze
the hive of roots and tendrils that snake out and intercept every stray thought
every stray idea and nugget
flinging into
and past
unfurl it all upon its own growth, taken in and exposed.
all and every
used
and recycled.
each interception
an interaction resulting in change
in.perceptible movement forward
until fully laden
each branch upon the other in proud display of all that it has taken in
each branch a reflection of its environment
each branch muddy with the world
each branch holding on.
to him
him who can cleanse and heal
that which the world is dying from.
that which the world has taken in
in
to their hearts.
displayed through their sleeves
through their pasted smiles
their insipid handshakes and courteous words.
and so each branch muddy with the world
each branch holds on
