thoughtforms -
wispy webs of pattern born

they brittle with age
then shatter in a gentle breeze
forming crystalline particles
sparkling diamond dust
like sunshine's reflection on water

and miracles are born again
as crystalline particles reform
becoming life's rebirth
gentle, natural, all-encompassing

and from swirling bits of diamond dust
a new vision is formed
a new reality
beyond the stale forms of yesterday

as chaos lived
becomes the miracle
of growth and new creation

and peace descends
as memory's let go
and wispy waves of woven form
fly free

? Michaelette ?