Impersonal.
Like thorny bushes
Surrounding a rose~star
If we meet
In it, we meet.
Thorns burn, fuel to the fire.
I can be Rose, You Star.
When the parting comes
The thorns will grow again
Gently.
Soulrounding a Rose~Star.
Zeinab Kamal
Storyteller, Tarot reader & teacher and illustrator