Counting my traumas
Like mala beads, wondering
Where the pattern ends
Poet & Storyteller ✨
Her heart was made of liquid sunsets 🌅 - Virginia Woolf
How does it work?
Do these beads form like a necklace? If yes, looks like the pattern never ends 🥺
When they are joined together in a circle, they never do.
Does one have to be Catholic to understand the beads. Mala beads, will have to look it up. Your story sounds deeply rooted. Maybe knowing the beads will help to explain your haiku better. Be blessed.
I need to get one!
Beadiful :)
❤️ a potential break for freedom lies in every bead! Patience and perseverance 🥰 Are you on discord Joelle?
Great Haiku! Enjoyed!
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Comments (7)
Do these beads form like a necklace? If yes, looks like the pattern never ends 🥺
When they are joined together in a circle, they never do.
Does one have to be Catholic to understand the beads. Mala beads, will have to look it up. Your story sounds deeply rooted. Maybe knowing the beads will help to explain your haiku better. Be blessed.
I need to get one!
Beadiful :)
❤️ a potential break for freedom lies in every bead! Patience and perseverance 🥰 Are you on discord Joelle?
Great Haiku! Enjoyed!