Peace, harmony and truth,
union alchemically fused
cares not of your name or age in youth,
whether you are married, numb and or legally insane,
producing offspring or presenting rings.
It throws a dent in timelines being spent, piercing the unseen
walls that keep it from bleeding
now seeps, all into one
tests never meant to be undone, only understood by the one
Does it wish string theory or chaotic stress
for these questions I have endurance, to that I can attest
When you’re alchemically pursued
you won’t know, you won’t see what to do
choosing a familiar resident, one who was there past, future and present
Eternally entangled between molecules of air, I have a vessel to reach out with but you are never there…
living in a piece of unseen truth
someone else, their dream continues
copyright 2021
Thais Bosworth
