~Will the sunflower turn to us, will the clematis Stray down, bend to us, tendril and spray Clutch and cling? —T.S. Eliot, "Burnt Norton", Collected Poems 1909-1962
Tendrils Twining written January 21st, 2021
Tendrils twining tightly around pulling me towards? or is it away? or apart into pieces? wrapped tightly by tendrils twining these cherished treasures I have been pulled into resting here held safe while the world builds around over them and me and us until we are seen no more known no more remembered no more tendrils twining tightly around.
A friend used the word "tendrils" in a story, and I fall in love with words. Then I found the same word in a poem I was reading. It is nice to just let go and see where the words go.