A thread of red runs through the tangled web,
A vibrant line that weaves through time and space.
It binds us all in ways we cannot see,
Connecting hearts with its unyielding grace.
From birth to death, it guides our footsteps firm,
A gentle tug that leads us on our way.
In joy and sorrow, it remains unwavering,
A steady beacon in the darkest day.
It links us to our past, our future too,
A thread that spans the generations long.
Unbroken, strong, it binds us all as one,
A bond that holds us close, where we belong.
So let the red thread guide us on our journey,
A constant reminder of the ties that bind.
For in its beauty lies a simple truth,
That we are all connected, heart and mind.
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Book of Poems
PoetryThis collection of poems invites you to explore the intimate corners of emotion, the quiet whispers of the soul, and the vibrant hues of imagination. Each poem is a reflection of life's myriad experiences, capturing moments of joy, sorrow, love, and...
