Spirals

Curving into endlessness above

Searching the soul for no answers

Dizzily waiting to create havoc

Disguises everything lost in the round

Boundaries seem incessant and free

They entice you ever upward

Beckoning “This is the way!”

All looks ever-inviting and safe

Your success depends on it

You are free to circulate

Given the skeleton key

That opens the avenues of life

Turning, turning giving opportunities

Opening every door in this heady corridor

There, spiralling and infinite are dreams

Ones never met or fulfilled

Captivation is all consuming

Then you discover your peril

The spiral of curvature was down

Down all the time menacingly

Your dreams buried deeper

Deeper than one can imagine


Pete Baldrey