Where parallel eyes cross.

What answers lie

where parallel eyes cross

when the love rolled out

from the hermit shell empty?

Did the wandering heart

find true love

on its lonely crusade?

Not all was lost

for the meandering mind,

had a follower -

a former shadow of itself.

Did anyone hear 

the teardrop break?

And did the flower bloom

on yesterday's sadness;

on the tear that was shed?

Where lives entwined

from the ocean of hearts,

there was a point of no return,

and I felt the wind

wrap its arms around me

I had lost my shell. 

Reviews

[Sami Khalil]

Wonderful imagery and phraseology in this one Andrew Mitchell. Every things you write has depth and power of thought behind it. What is in your wallet after all? Just kidding on the last line only...

[Sami Khalil]

"And did the flower bloom
on yesterday's sadness;
on the tear that was shed?"

[Sami Khalil]

"Where lives entwined
from the ocean of hearts,
there was a point of no return"

[Einstein Noodle]

i agree with jacob ..closing lines are moving and enchanting .. Hermit hearts too vulnerable to live outside their shells ... and "from the ocean of hearts,
there was a point of no return" .. so true ... the images speaks to me sir! thanks for sharing a rather intimate piece says i ...once a Hermit crab me self ;)
E.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

and I felt the wind
wrap its arms around me

what a great image you have created there.

and I have to tell you, andrew...i did hear that tear break.
j.

[andrew mitchell]

Thank you J for a top review. :)