|'BRANCH OUT' From Visual Counterpoint|
The branch braves the blue beyond,
And into the future the blossom blooms,
Shadows cast a warning shade,
Held within Time’s numerous rooms.
Many will be born to die this day,
The fight to exist is in the genes,
That weaves a web to create a way,
Through all life’s wondrous scenes.
Seize a moment and send it straight,
Speeding through the wind of change,
Like an arrow guided by a feather’s touch,
No target is beyond imagination’s range.
Caste your dreams into the blue beyond,
There the sky holds chance unseen,
Blinded by light all ignorance falls,
As history recalls where it has been.