SPIRAL RINGS
Tree rings spiral
in the shape of an unnamed galaxy
close to home
but years away in time.
Unique stamp of the universe
imbedded in our cells
surfaces on the finger tips.
Tree rings spiral
in the shape of an unnamed galaxy
close to home
but years away in time.
Unique stamp of the universe
imbedded in our cells
surfaces on the finger tips.
🙂
Ela, this lovely comment makes me so happy!
Oh, my fingertips tingled when I read this! 🙂
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Thank you so much, Bluebee!
Oh, marvellous. Monica! 😀
gorgeous, Androgoth — I can see a hint of it, a fragment
A Very Nice Posting Monica…
Yes the rings of time, spirals, etched within
the years gone by, echoes of the past and of
the future where all time is held in a capsule
of everlasting euphoria…
All in the essence of life, a wondrously enchanting
field of wonder yet to be discovered through the
boundariesof the universe and beyond into infinity…
Androgoth XXx
unique and connected, comment as poetry, thank you, Pen
Unique,.. something we all crave to be, and we are… Lovely, flowing description Monica, you had me staring closely at my own fingertips… spirals, ever circling, showing Life’s stamp of identity…xPenx
Lovely comment, Laz
So far away in front of us, 🙂
Love this one, Monica
Peace,
Laz
Hi Ian, Thanks so much for your comment!
Facinating short writing on the individuality of spirals and their interconnection , makes one stop and ponder for a bit,
cheers
Ian