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6/1: Woven

[I wrote this back in 2012 in a notebook that I just rediscovered in storage today.]

Intertwined.
Breathing.
Up and down.
Backward
Forward
Weft and Warp.

One color meets another.
Crossing each other
Maybe to meet again
Or not.

Humanity moves
Breathes
Passing each other
Once, maybe again.
Touching briefly
Or for life.

I knew you once.
Passed through life
Briefly.
Once.
Maybe twice.
Warp and Weft.
Back and forth.

One strand
Holds
The weight of 
Those that come
Before
And
After.

Shall we meet
At another
Junction
Again?
Or never to be?

The fabric we
Become
The humanity
Of our 
Woven lives.

We each are
One strand.
But we become
So.
Much.
More.

APA 2012

 

~Amanda

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