Mystery Beckons

How often I’ve reconstructed that wall,
and still it crumbles, the universe
and ever-reaching temptation,
her tentacles tearing at the fabric
of this constraint –

I am losing the battle,
have little left of value
in this black and white world –
conformity does not suit
my disposition –

Unwieldy as I am, I will climb
that ladder, follow the uncoventional,
delve once more into the mystery.

(Written for Hélène Vaillant’s What Do You See? challenge.  Featured image is the prompt.)

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Permission to write, paint, and imagine are the gifts I gave myself when chronic illness hit - a fair exchange: being for doing. Relevance is an attitude. Humour essential.

32 thoughts on “Mystery Beckons”

  1. The effort will be rewarding. Beautiful poem V.J. I see an abundance of meaning in your descriptive words. Thank you.

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      1. Life is in limbo now. Maybe that’s why I haven’t posted for awhile. Spring is still some steps away. It will all work out in the end. Thanks for asking. 🙂

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