“ The love that I believe in is something that goes beyond the physical aspects of this world. The love that I believe is one that extends its energy and power through the beautiful souls that I encount… Virgil Kalyana Mittata Iordache
“ As much as I would like to know my path, a part of me is telling me that it is better not too know too many details about the end destination or the obstacles on the journey. If I can only see as much… Virgil Kalyana Mittata Iordache
“ It's just one more thing she hadn't considered, and as the idea of it settles over her, she realizes again how entwined their lives are. They're like two trees whose branches have grown together. Even… Jennifer E. Smith
“ Do the roots reveal everything to the branches, or do they keep what is painful to themselves? Sinan Antoon
“ I stroke the bleached bones of ancient trees felled long-ago by industry or cold desperation and wonder of another almost summer when two fell asleep beneath her arms, curling into each other like win… Kate Mullane Robertson
“ Her wild race caused the dried-up ferns, thorny plants, and low-hung tree branches—away from the lake—to grab at our clothing in the mad dash over the narrow packed dirt through the trees. Jazz Feylynn
“ We grew up on the same street,You and me.We went to the same schools,Rode the same bus,Had the same friends,And even shared spaghettiWith each other's families.And though our roots belong toThe same t… Suzy Kassem
“ All around him the branches of the trees had frozen solid, reaching out white fingers of glass that looked as if they would shatter in any breeze, or chime like musical bells. The world looked strange… Alex Nye
“ Trees raised their naked, mottled branches to the sky like mourners stilled in attitudes of grief. Arundhati Roy
“ FORKED BRANCHESWe grew up on the same street,You and me.We went to the same schools,Rode the same bus,Had the same friends,And even shared spaghettiWith each other's families.And though our roots belo… Suzy Kassem
“ And though our roots belong to the same tree, our branches have grown in different directions. Suzy Kassem
“ Silence can always be broken by the sound Of footsteps walking over frozen groundIn winter when the melancholy treesStand abject and let their branches freeze Merrill Moore
