Compass

My hands following pathways created by genes & test of time.
In state of trance encountering lines, nodes, bumps, bones, flesh & muscles.
At times my mind drifts & appears with every stroke an image of you.
How my senses followed your lines, nodes, bumps, bones, flesh & muscles.
Body and mind aligned to fulfill this task.
Press, pull, release tension from their nesting ground.
Can’t ignore leading them on their way seeking freedom or returning once more.

22-03-2016
_Driandayaba_

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