Cube Knot

Perdita, Guardian of Mystery and Illusion

Twisting and turning, inside and out,
It ties itself up, and spirals about.
It tricks the eye, and becomes and illusion,
The mystery that leads to utter confusion.
It boggles the mind, challenges the imagination,
convinces thoughts to deform
With it's charming elation.
It decieves what is truthful, wrongs what is right,
Changes life to death, and day to night.
It matters not if your senses are dull or keen,
It can be so immense that it cannot be seen.
Or, like the dimensions, and unnoticed little dot;
It is a cube, but it is not.

Copyright 2000 Caitlin Carlson