circling back 'round to the heart again

it seems that words are here to stay

P.S. many thanks to the unknown long ago creator of a perfectly crocheted web mandala

there's a ghostly blur in each photo (that's how i think) but no, my lens needed polishing...

get out needle and thread now while it is still light...

and around...

an unquiet heart

words in a web

already dismantled

for a wordless version
after all, words live in the head
even though i love them,
not in the heart

just playing around

with parts to the puzzle, nothing in place yet, nothing tied down...

there could be many ways to go here, things added, subtracted, scrapped, salvaged

salvation, i'm likely to lean that way...