a velum of belief
which coats our past.
Peeling the first layer exposes
the white lined flesh,
layers of thickness
like the dendrochronology
of trees...
somewhere in the undoing
of rings is a core,
where tears were never
meant to be shed.
Poetry and Prose from Delirious Wanderings
Ah, Wendy, this is marvelous!
ReplyDeleteSo precise and carefully built.
I so love these lines:
"layers of thickness
like the dendrochronology
of trees..."
Thank you Megan.... Nature has it's way of inspiring me.
ReplyDeletePrecise and beautiful! Keep writing!!!
ReplyDeleteThank you Ajey!
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