|"Blooms in a Tangled Vine"|
by Atlanta Marie Carrera
a flower's bloom which sometimes shines,
tightly held with no escape,
trying to grow, but locked in place.
A daily struggle to be seen,
a fight for freedom in between,
without direction, growing wild,
being treated like a child.
Nurtured by the gardeners touch,
watered by our tears of love,
wild beauty in its natural state,
connected by a living grace.