A light sits in the labyrinth
Of delicate shape and simple mind,
Flickering in its endless dance,
The gem of eternity fair.
Its walls are high,
The sky a steel gray –
Twist. Turn. Forward. Back.
Corners. Curves. A place to rest. A place to hide.
A place of joy precedes a place of horror.
The light becomes the spider
Spinning its starry web
Suspended in the aether –
Shooting. Spinning in silence.
And the constant song known only to her,
Joins a celestial chorus
Of love divine.
The curves of the labyrinth unite
And offer up their jewels to share –
To become the emerald fields
Where the child runs forever
Love or War? Life or Death?
Joy or Sorrow? Which shall you choose?
The power of creation is in your hands.
Be wise, children. Be wise…
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Photography and artwork: artists unknown
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