The Invisible Loom

As the queen bee weaves, An invisible light foreshadowed, Cast aliases in dew-draped worlds, Mind becomes loom, Tapestry unwinding...

Threads cannot be seen by focusing, But disenchant; whisper through tapestry; Mind blends with wanderer, Undo reality. In this sharp silence, listen

Seek refuge in shadows; Illuminate thinking umbrellas. Questions stitch, responses drag-unseen. Hints become locks, keys dissolve. Recite within unlikely coordinates.

Peripheries and Paradais | Orbit Of Errant Thoughts