The Labyrinth of This
the enso
the poem
the heart, once cleaved,
can reconnect itself —
no need for all the king’s
horses and all those brave knights
— no, instead, walk
the labyrinth of this
spiral cascading from your sacral coil
illuminating your footsteps
from darkness into light.
Friday, 28. January 2011 9:44
A sense of emergence. Well done