paths
a place, a focus
a meeting of paths
many paths, converging
some linear
some spiralling in
from directions impossible to see
a moment
an instant
that lasts forever
time out of timeless space
as the gryphon
watches
waits
considers
the god
self-created from all
the silent screams carried
into that place
"Why aren't you here?”
25th January 2020 Hull Poetry & Creative Writing Group
