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: Share on X (Opens in new window) X Share on Facebook (Opens in new window) Facebook Share on Tumblr (Opens in new window) Tumblr Share on Pinterest (Opens in new window) Pinterest Share on LinkedIn (Opens in new window) LinkedIn Like Loading...