How long is a piece of string?
Sometimes, I feel as a piece of thread.
Containing turns and knots.
A frayed string.
Never truly aware what is happening.
Most often in life, enjoying the journey
Weaving amongst others with great accord
Every path is an adventure!
So come, see who we get tangled up with
Having twisted myself a good many places
I have taut myself in the struggle
Should I slack off my progress?
Is it good? Or does the tension help me grow?
I am vaguely aware I had a beginning
And that this tapestry is much greater than I
I, a single thread among millions and billions
Creating a picture that can only be glimpsed
I am scared. Scared of being lost,
Scared of my time in telling the story being done.
That one day my thread will tie off neatly
Never to see what the image will become
So it goes.
For now, I just have to be weave
Take my journey as it goes
For as long as it will take me
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