Golden Thread
Are we suspended
Precariously...
Unsteadily...
Our lives hanging
Ever in the balance...
Tensile yet fragile,
This slender thread,
Bears the weight
Of years too well lived;
Times too recklessly spent;
Troubles visited
Upon ourselves -
By ourselves;
And injuries heaped
Upon us by others.
For some of us,
The thread is swiftly cut;
Severed far too soon
As on a highway
On bright spring morning.
For others,
The thread slowly unravels
Strand by strand.
And with it,
Memories and dreams
That fade to nothingness.
And in the end,
We are left to ponder
Only this:
On our own golden thread,
With our lives in the balance,
When do we fall...?
Published by Mike Powers
Winner of the 2010 Best of AC Award in the Books category, I am a freelance writer with extensive experience writing online book, movie, and music reviews, poetry, short stories, and other articles of gener... View profile
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36 Comments
Post a Commentgreat job ♥ thanks for sharing
Very thoughtful work, well done.
Love the Picture! The words are Awesome! Thanks!
excellent; thanks for sharing ♥
Very nice, with awesome photo!
An inevitable end to all. Nice work on this.
great work and great photo, Mike!
Splendid piece of work my friend. I love being left to ponder after reading work such as this. I know my Golden Thread and how content and peaceful He makes me. Thanks and God bless.
Lovely
Lovely photo and very reflectibve piece.