beckons me
One place…just one
place…near the horizon
A portal of orange
framed in black
Beckons me
with
strings of hope...
strings of desire...
the passage is never clear
nor should it be
I need not
hurry…
except for my desire
the portal will always be there
maybe not in such a
frame…maybe in no frame at all
But none the
less…there
For me
And you…if you want
it
And there is the beginning...Beautiful images
ReplyDeleteIt's good to have you back..and such wonderful bold colours and imagery..who could refuse such an invitation..Jae
ReplyDeleteEven with the repetition of uncertainty and desire, there is still a sense of comfort in this piece. Comfort in knowing that the strings and colors will always be there.
ReplyDeleteHopeful...and mysterious!
ReplyDeleteChris...Jaerose...Archna...Greta
ReplyDeleteThanks for the visit and the kind words
I could see the portal take shape in my mind. Wonderful imagery and a hopeful, brilliant ending. Bravo! Amy
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Amy- thanks...appreciate your thoughts
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