Like an island chain- An archipelago Are we islands of existence? Do our minds separate- Compartmentalise? Hold onto secrets of the past Sailing to when we’re adrift? Memories we return to Like favoured holidays past? Ferry crossings back and forth Until we leave for good? Or strands we take with us on our journey; Connections, patterns,identities Drawn through time and space Threads of gossamer tracing the stars In laminar flow; Those we love Those we meet Those we pass A twinkling light A warning flare Perchance we cross Or is it so? The chart etched out in perfect ordinance Each choice is ours Each decision Freely given To navigate those paths With love.
Ruth Partridge 