lattice

and how my mind twists I can't comprehend,

my thought creases cross careless of my intent

and how the planets move, I don't understand

but they dance on still, without my consent

everything is interwoven and the strands spin

and combine with exquisite grace

to weave something delicate, gossamer thin

but complex and strong as diamond lace

I am opening my eyes and mind to move this

I don't have to tease out the threads to prove this

© Teresa Durran 200221