Apr 2013
New
and probing inquires
the morning hand of purpose
undiscovered
to unfurl the next day
from curling leaf hid
in tight green
we
turning
gninrut
turning
spin a perfect helix
to catch breath
in a web
of
light and eyes
the blue and wide
restless as tide
swift as dawn
yet
fragile as the quiet
and probing inquires
the morning hand of purpose
undiscovered
to unfurl the next day
from curling leaf hid
in tight green
we
turning
gninrut
turning
spin a perfect helix
to catch breath
in a web
of
light and eyes
the blue and wide
restless as tide
swift as dawn
yet
fragile as the quiet
This is about the undiscovered, the tender probing into a new arena, the corner that we know not what holds or what will be revealed. It is dedicated to the Search.
Enjoy
Enjoy
