Strands
Stronger than adamant
finer than spider silk
Pull at my soul
Whispers echoing
In the distance
I have to reach them
Stress of vision
Tears constrained
Burning at the corners
Swallowed secrets
All to keep the peace
Pain and resolve
The burnished chest
My precious jewels
Nestled within
Scars upon my heart
I carry them with willingness
But I cannot show them
My three Lords
Dearest to my heart
Will they respond to my song?
Are they well disposed
To join me in my dance?
Hope is the only emotion
The only drive
that sustains my soul
It is the play of light and shadow
that guides me
My Dharma
is to guide others
I am content with that
No matter the pain
I journey on
I will rip open my heart
Tuck my treasure within
Each love
Holds a strand
that is wrapped
Around my heart
