golden thread,
rip my veil
dangling strands –
liquidy entrails
swaying gems
through the night
dream weaving wonders
search the light

impaled frays
twist and curl
close my eyes
I am a burl –
golden thread
spun undone
hovering string
strain to seek the sun

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Sharing the twistings, and musings that twirl in my mind. Hoping others can relate, or at least enjoy... To know more about me personally you can visit my website at Mind Retrofit.
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7 Responses to Searching

  1. That was…mystical. Beautiful. I felt like I was the golden burl hurling myself through the night in search of the sun. I loved this!

    • Angel says:

      Thank you Jae Lei Nyght! So glad you enjoyed it. Weee! I was hoping that it could be “felt” as it was read it. I love what you felt reading it – great visual for me to enjoy as well. I tried to describe what was dangling about in my head. 🙂

  2. Robyn Lee says:

    Loved this Angel — yes – so much could feel it — those ‘golden threads’ … beautiful imagery! xo

    • Angel says:

      Robyn, Yay!! Love to hear all of this, and thank you ever so. It is a lovely spin to hang on some dangling threads some days. I do not know it that makes sense I am silly today! 🙂

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