wisteria

she climbs toward the sun
she struggles with the forest
looking for light
she does not give in
up up always up
stretching
looking deep
deep down
for nourishment
at times
in winter
she sleeps
dreaming of lavender
and sun
my window is lonely without her
my soul
aging
finds solace
knowing that all things
sleep
are reborn
streatching aways
toward the sun
looking deep
down
where sustinance
lies
waiting