SPIRAL
Would need wings to see
The mega-shape
Beneath my booted feet
Impenetrable forest of decades
Blocking a return to the past
I finally spot
The path so clear
This is the year
It shrinks
And I recognize the swirl
A spiral, I think
A nautilus shell
A five-petal flower
A DNA twist and twirl
The core of creation
Crossroad with choices missing
Just the center of the curl
Waiting for me…
© 2023 Clarissa Simmens
(ViataMaja)
IMAGE: Spiral 2
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