Poem: Spirals

Spiral small

Spirals

This is what you have taught me.
that spirals do not always descend.
With the right soul beside you,
they rise to heaven.

About this poem

A love poem.

We often talk of people spiraling. Why do we always think of it as spiraling down, out of control, negatively?

The picture was taken in Munich.

Tom

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