zephyr passes over the shimmering abyss
plots formed from images vacated
it’s what i breathe!
things that flash through my mind:
contemplative lips of a forgotten dancer,
bangs brushed aside,
a glance over shoulder…
~
a spider beckoned me,
to show me the mandala he calls home.
he took what looked to be a deep sigh, and said,
inside and out, we all have gifts
to be given, or shown, or flashed through thoughts.
i asked if he could give me a tour.
Nov 12, 2019
Nov 12, 2019 at 5:44 PM UTC
zephyr passes over the shimmering abyss
plots formed from images vacated
it’s what i breathe!
things that flash through my mind:
contemplative lips of a forgotten dancer,
bangs brushed aside,
a glance over shoulder…
~
a spider beckoned me,
to show me the mandala he calls home.
he took what looked to be a deep sigh, and said,
inside and out, we all have gifts
to be given, or shown, or flashed through thoughts.
i asked if he could give me a tour.
