an unusual chimera,
an unseen fragile thread,
connecting
separate heartbeats,
entwined in the Nightingale’s echo,
hidden in the nascent breeze,
exhaled in an untamed
cello’s sigh
interwoven fractals of light
warp and woof from
the heart’s tendrils,
scanning fragments
of stardust memories
in reflections of life
deeply rooted moments —
from the bedrock
of searching souls
hearts learning
to speak without shouting
from unspoken tomes
in this thread
uncommon,
there is a
hypnotic light
that draws you in
don’t let it
burn out—
let it shine
from within —
a lighthouse beacon
when your weary
Just let it shine bright
a pathway to harmony
through a dark
and lonely night
a thread with no beginning
a prayer that has no end
a hopeful thread
linking lives worth living
don’t let these
— heartstrings break —
June 11, 2026 — harlon rivers