how closely do we look?
patterns rule our lives
don't they?

step back a moment and look
cobwebs shimmering with the morming dew
intricate crystal patterns on icy windows
criss cross patterns made on our skin
a tattoo of life an intricate picture
isn't it?

dragon scaled
shining in the glittering light
silver, gols and amber bronze
reflect intricate magnificence
don't they?

the peacock's filigree tail
with eyes foretelling
selling the secrets that you didn't know you had
colours sharper than a prism
all that eyes can choose to see
can't they?

cross stitching tapestry backwards and forwards creating a scene
multi-coloured memoreis only seen by you
aren't they?

skim those smooth pebbles
create intricate ripples on the pond
where ducks leave a wake
on the watery shallows
don't they?

the middle of the night
stars in your eyes like pinpricks
letting the light through
until you wake
losing the brightness
of those intricate constellations
didn't they?

time to leave these diamonds
multi-faceted
sparkling reflections
crystalline gemstones
irridescent feathers

but now it's time
to leave these intricacies behind

isn't it