Spin though time and space…
twirl, swirl…take it’s fee on..
..the heart, mind, body.
Reach to catch the spinning stars..
Through bars of physical walls…
break through shell.
But one night, to see..
and a lifetime to break free..
swirling our dreams, rapid as they seem.
Twirling under night’s glow,
flowing through broke free door..
Bore though..twirling, swirling. Free.
Submitted as part of One Stop Poetry’s One Shoot Sunday Picture Prompt Challenge
Submitted as part of Jingle’s Poetry Potluck