Creating

Did the grains of sand at your feet

Interest you my darling?

Were not the stars easier to count and 

Practice artistry on?

Ah, yet the strings still tie you to the ground,

And the blade they give you 

Can only graze and inch.

Tear them apart! Do you see

The twisted paper ropes as they are?    

And perhaps their wispy, papery remnants.

Will be the heart strings,

Your origami 

Crane and Lotus

Will hang from. 

  By Savindri Ferdinando