An old yarn dyed and tied
in knots anew
knitted brow expressing
heights and dips, ins and outs
The fabric of our lives
intertwined threads
laughter and friendship, sadness and joy
woven together in patterned colors
You are precious to the weave of my life
without you, the cloth would be
weaker, less intricate
With you woven in
my colors are complemented
A promise kept, even to oneself
like steel girders
a strong skeleton makes
With flesh of love
and sinew of courage
how far a trek one can make
Traversing any sullen landscape
with passionate heart
and sustained encouragement
in perpetual motion
Friends once met
trod upon the new found path
stepped light and joyous
twinkly
Frolicked as young animals
thoughts bantered about
mutual synapses made
Years and years following
weighed lofty, stark, or frequent
familiarity springs deeper
Appearances only gently hide
the depths of love
intricacies of
our friendship eternal
Hair flying, wild as crows at twilight
children alive and adventurous
played soccer with no rules
Every part of their mustang spirits
leapt over ravines of ignorance
mottled the field with
a compelling variety of life’s expression
• • •
Run wild for the exhilaration
Seek joy with open arms
Keep peace within the pounding heart
And, know that you are loved
The machinist wept organically
having fallen from eagle’s grace
Bravado continues to control things
instead, fell on his face
• • •
It’s tough when you think
you know stuff and how
to put them all together
To instead allow release in surrender
letting God make it better
Vagueness of obstruction
an aspect of disconnect
Clarity of purpose hinged
on actions of the heart’s courage
