Strings Cue the violins Tugging hard on my heart’s strings; Mournful strains of loss. Ties that closely bind My yearning soul to your own; Ever tightening. Invisible routes Crossing ordinary lives Connecting ley lines. Share this: Click to share on X (Opens in new window) X Click to share on Facebook (Opens in new window) Facebook Click to share on Tumblr (Opens in new window) Tumblr Click to share on Pinterest (Opens in new window) Pinterest Click to share on LinkedIn (Opens in new window) LinkedIn Like Loading...