Soulsong The years repeat once you've had several of them. Once you do you see cycles in everything. In all things. As if events were pulled into place before you. As though they wheeled through your sphere of time or you were roatated onto their gordianknot paths, events luring matter into form drawing from their spinning charges within great rounds of design which by godcraft or Whosewill must pattern themselves an archetypal web of earthblood: stardark: soulsong: As if the heart formed all future loves from the first bad break. The whirling of angst and ecstasy pain and safety remorse and resolve So that years later you might, in the momentum of the heart find the design of love s intent the pattern of childlaugh and soulpeace the fusion of blood and bone.
Cheryl Higgins's Questions:
Is the heart of the poem sufficiently clear?