Reaching

I walked today

along a path

green on both sides,

and full of life.

As I walked

I noticed

two trees with branches

stretched over the path

reaching towards one another

twisting and curling in such a way

you couldn't see the end of one branch

and the start of another.

They were beautiful in their desperation

and they pulled at something deep within me.

I felt a tug on my soul as I was reminded of the loneliness of being human.

Born with only half of ourselves we spend so many years just reaching;

Reaching for someone to hold onto

Reaching for the other half of ourselves

Reaching for something to fill the hole inside ourselves

Reaching for someone to love

I saw the pain of ever-reaching in the gnarled branches of those beautiful, desperate trees that lined the green path

on the way I walked.