Mandala Of Her Mind

Like a spider,
setting forth
to make
her
way;

Strand by strand,
she weaves
together
antique
threads

of
hope
truth
wisdom.

~~~

Carefully
connecting
delicate
fibers

of
promises
suspended;

She watches
as
mosaic patterns
emerge,

revealing
small
segments of

self.

~~~

Laboriously,
she knits
complex
arrangements,

Intricate
mazes
designed to
capture

dreams
unrealized;

tying
meticulous knots
tightly,

at each
cross-section.

~~~

With
tenuous
twists and
turns,

she
spins

through
tangled tales
of
love;

swinging
wildly
from
silken strings

of
ambiguity.

~~~

Finally,
in the heart
of her
mandala

she
rests

~~~

Knowing

that
her work

for
today

is
done.
~~~

©Robyn Lee

July 31, 2012 | Categories: Pain Shadow Series, Philosophy, Summer 2012 | Tags: ancient truths, conflict, connections, depth psychology, dreams, epiphanies, Friday Fictioneers, inner work, Jungian, Love, mandala, metaphor, mind, nature, patterns, photography, poetry, psyche, resolution, revelations, Robyn Lee, self, self-exploration, soul, spider, spinning, truth, web | 115 Comments