There are times when the veil is drawn.
Days go missing,
while retreat seems the only option –
Time away from the world to heal;
to gather fragments and splinters
back to a body weakened with pain
and strange imaginings.
Many eschew the need –
push beyond boundaries like babies crowning,
struggling to breach a new world
before anything is known;
where all is forgotten
and a burning to explore, all-consuming.
I used to be a wanderer;
no further need to cast far afield of myself.
Invisible cords keep me tethered
to this life, this presence.
No longer yearning for distractions.
OKAY,……pretty certain we could be sisters of the soul, super glad to have found you here!! Would love to have coffee/tea and chat! 🙂
Haha – I’ve got a few of you out there 😉 Thanks for your sweet comments, here and elsewhere.
I can’t get over that picture. The words are great mind, but that picture… just really interesting.
Judy Chicago! She’s an amazing artist! Thanks for coming by, as always.