Twist and twine like a vine wrapping about the core where none ever explore. From the depths of jungle life to concrete mountains abound and rivers wash in red from the blood that has been bled. The fallen, the calling to the soul, a patriot, warrior no bindings to hold what can not be seen or read. Pull deep and without, find what requires to feed the beast within. Twist and twine again, fib and vibe like the spinning wheel of spindles unreal. Whispers chasing the shadows of the past. Hiding, biting the time for what takes eternity. Ribbons and ties constrict the lies that breach the surface of existence. Wonder, blunder just feel the thunder of nature’s bliss, something so hard to miss. Twist and twine, can’t rewind, only step up or down. The stairs weave and lead to unimaginable heights, find your own spiritual kite to take flight.
Published by N.K. Sterling
A sibling and daughter to some, a friend to others. As an artist , writer, and dreamer N.K Sterling spends days crafting new creations be it in painting or jewelry making or dabbling in many creative avenues in life from music to sewing has only made Sterling more inspired to keep trying new things. Enjoying a good book by the fire, or an adventurous outing with furry friends is always a go to for this expressive soul. Writing has been a passion since the age of twelve and the associate's degree in liberal arts has only help expand this creative mind for future endeavors while currently living in the southern USA. View more posts