Wounded Threads
Jan 26, 2022
Invisible army heavy laden
Silent voices reaching out
To granite countenance
Unmoved by echoing hearts
Craving golden sunlight of interconnectivity.
Torn in two, daily…
Breathing, blinking, seeking.
Ripples permeate the atmosphere
Falling to the ground.
Flames in the darkness
Burning in the embers,
Smoldering ruins of time gone by.
Echoes of a light dimmed,
Flickering candle gasping for breath
Labyrinth of intricate lines
Twisting turning tangling and tearing
Longing for the intricate web
Of beating breathing Islands
Frozen in the storm
To weave a tapestry of vibrant warmth
