Still
as the tiny beads of sand
resting in the bottom of an hour glass
finding, at last, their resting place,
for now.
Tag: beads
Strings in the sky
Haphazard strings
clumped together and strewn apart
dance across the setting sun,
with the wind
drawing closer and louder.
Coordinated strings
shaped to form a ‘V’,
multiple ‘V’s’ actually, size
and deepness ranging.
Fragmented strings
broken into beads along the thread
each a part of the whole,
beating wings
singing.
As the individual beads become clear
they blend,
mutating once more
into a cluster of thread,
dancing away
across the sky.