Word Pearls

Words squeeze through

a diamond cut sky

cradle you in my palm

        whirling, swirling, curling, twirling

Words fly on by

on wings of birds ,

unfolding you in my dreams

        whirling, swirling, curling, twirling

Burgundy broiling words bleeding

awakening every morning to sketch

the clouds with cotton puffs

lifting the sky nigh so high in sighs

        whirling, swirling, curling, twirling

Kaleidoscope of colors painted

in your mind on ribbons of silk

catching the silver drizzles of rain

the color of words dyed passion red

the tint of crimson bleeding on face

        whirling, swirling, curling, twirling

Untangling nooses around trapped neck

whispered phrases in ancient chants

words have rhythmic minds of their own

awakening deep, resounding thoughts

vapors of cleansing spray – pure freedom

pearls of words open up the gift of soul

        whirling, swirling, curling, twirling