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
Illusion
“Sometimes I need to get lost in a field of illusion
in order to finally find my most
authentic self.”
~Robyn Lee
