THE MISSING CONNECTION
Patterns emerge
Lines acquiesce
Points splatter
What a mess
...of matter
Darkness looms
Spaces concealed
Light blips
Stones revealed
...nothing
Boxes opened
Toys inside
Innocence gone
Wounds confide
...secrets
Ways create
Paths lead
Familiar journeys
Cultures need
...seed
Future bound to past
Moments drown in buried treasure
Transformation broke the mold
No frame could measure
Written by Trudy Schrader on 12-16-2023
Copyright © Trudy Schrader | Year Posted 2023
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