In life’s vast web, where threads entwine,
We navigate a path divine.
A tapestry of joy and pain,
With knots that bind like gentle chains.
Each thread a story, memory bright,
A trace of day, a whisper of night.
Yet woven tight, they often fray,
Entangling hopes along the way.
In moments still, we sit and weave,
Through tangled thoughts, we seek reprieve.
With tender hands, we slowly trace,
The lines that lead to a sacred place.
Untangling dreams, unspoken fears,
The silent cries, the hidden tears.
We find within the woven maze,
The echoes of our yesterdays.
It takes a courage, soft and strong,
To face the threads where we belong.
To pull apart the fears we hide,
And see the beauty in the inside.
For every knot a lesson holds,
A tale of strength, a heart that molds.
In untangling, we find our grace,
And piece by piece, reclaim our space.
So let us weave with mindful care,
This fabric of the life we wear.
For in the act of untangling,
We find the song our hearts can sing.
