Knot

The ends hang frayed, lifeless

Creeping up to the

knot that holds tight -

keeping it's rigid form.

It intertwines in an elaborate

lybrinth, weaving in and out

like a wounded soldier rushing

to his fallen comrade.

So simple to the eye, yet

impossible for the mind.

Reviews

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"like a wounded soldier rushing
to his fallen comrade.
So simple to the eye, yet
impossible for the mind."
(great simile & a gorgeous poem)
~~very creative~~

:)