The Strongest Strand
If we have no peace, it is because we have forgotten that we belong to each other.
We stand together an assortment of pearls tightly strung in place
embracing hope's truest strand longing for something greater in the end
but when our clasp together catches on the snags of life we rip apart
scattering in all dirrections yet unlike the pearl that gets lost amongst
the rubble underneath a couch never to be found
man makes his way back
thread to stone
hand to hand
I have always been fascinated by the way that mankind has so many different cultures, traditions and beliefs, and yet, ultimately,we are all truly the same. We nurture and adore our children ,work in some way to put food on the table, and long to make a difference in our sphere of influence. We are worlds apart, yet as close knit as jewels on a strand. Humanity, not matter how diverse, truly is an emblem of the bonds of the heart.
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