Arrays of exquisite being.
Topologies of uneven knots
hold tight, yet set a line of twists in play
that will affect this matrix of connections.
A pressure hardly noticed here,
yet holds away will be tested to maintain a grip,
a point in the eternal present.
If broken, a thrust into a time of grabbing electric hands,
some wildly shaking, some oddly waiting.
All a chance for another forever grasp. (embrace)
Categories:
topologies, nature, science,
Form: Free verse