Ivy Knows
which way to go
in order to get to heaven.

Climbing to the sky
it will grow and rise,
seeking the tallest tree living.


Its life is in order
when it clings to another
with hopes of reaching the sky.

But will it be
discontent and grieve,
if it only reached fence post high?


A wall of Ivy
is loved ones and family
helping each other to rise.

A solid foundation
in climbing relations
is clinging to those who have died.


Some have thorns
some are poison I warn.
Their Roots touched hell, it’s given.

While others climb
simply living, they rise
Till they reach the heavens.


by Art~