Softest strands ~


This I offer
To you…

It is not heavy
It has no material value

It is my finest strand
It is myself

My fear, my anger, my joy, my love
I keep no secrets
I live in integrity
As best I can
My insight is relative
To my cause…

This thread
Known as fate,
Has only as much
Control as I allow…
I choose
My destination ~

I may be detoured
I may get weighed down
But my destination?
Is no mystery

In the end
None of this matters…

May life hand you
The softness
You deserve ~

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