This state of unraveling
presumes that At some point
I was ravelled. How could
I have missed such a thing?
How could I have not known when
I was knit beautifully
into something Wonderful, Warm,
That I could wrap-around myself.... That
someone could have wrapped around them
That you would look at
and say “wow
What a lovely beautiful
Raveled garment, item, Being this is .... ....
How could I have not known?
And now I feel the threads pulling
as if someone is at the other end
and just tugging and tugging
that One piece that one single piece
that makes it all come undone ....
Am I puddling onto the floor now?
Am I being re-wound lovingly
into a ball to be made into something else ....?
Is this Someone trying to pull it back
until the fatal flaw has been exposed
and removed and then it will stop
and the re-knitting will begin?
Or will I be nothing But my component Piece ....
Ready to be made anew
Or needing to be untangled
From the place Where
I have fallen in a pile on the floor ....
musings of someone spiritual and oddly religious
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