How deep do these roots need to burrow?
While the wind of the world shakes and batters.
Down deep, past dinosaur bones and bits of myself.
Long forgotten memories and names no longer remembered.
Roots of strength, yet they strangle the small and struggling.
Little sprouts of new dreams which begin deep in the dark of my soul.
Waiting, for just the tiniest flash of light.
Yet the roots need to be strong.
For it’s much further to go on.
And this tree is desperate to reach up to heaven.
Havoc and Consequence 
There is a Nietzsche quote — the tree that would grow to heaven must send its roots to hell — or something like that ….
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I like that, and very fitting here. I imagine they would eventually come full circle anyway.
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