Mem’ries spiral outward, each drenched in love and pain,
Hope running through one and all as a strong vein,
Each interconnected by spiderwebs fine
Dipped in vinegar-honey and soaked in wine.
Pieces of soul, imprinted with past remarks
In the infinite void drift, bearing truth to the marks
Left when the world picks apart
A good heart, and tells it to restart.
Stars formed from the first instant in the womb
When this child began, Deus est principium
A beam of faith, pulsing and flickering
In the center, illuminating all with its glittering
A love for a brother, a sister, a mother
Wind in and around each thought, smothering
Temptations to hate as they begin to grow
Keeping the weeds of sin to an outstanding low
Each thought then divided, analyzed, and overly guided
Makes its way along the paths now provided
To enter the sphere of the here and now
And become a word spoken, if the conscience will it allow
And all left unspoken, unguided, now broken,
Either crumble to forgotten emotions
Or crack up the ground, dig in their roots,
Bring forth blue flowers of fear, send out anxiety shoots.
poetry prompt used: a constellation of the mind, credit to Naharie