A thin and fragile thread.
One felt and true.
A wondering thing,
Mapping out a path,
Ending up somewhere new,
Yet also familiar.
A fragile thread,
Beautiful in its own right,
Its own shining light.
A thread, linking past and present.
Through the new ‘you’,
From the old,
On into an unknown future,
One of ‘you’.
A new path waiting…
Waiting to be found.
A moving and shifting space,
Tenuous at times,
Unbreakable at others,
But all nonetheless, ‘you’.
The pains, troubles, breaks and strains.
Play this string,
Add to its story.
The amazing times, bliss and beauty,
Also playing their own unique tune.
A melody of this fragile string.
A unique tune,
Forming of a unique song.
One of you,
Many parts to a whole,
A beautiful song.
Navigating, the shrouded maps of our minds,
Our thread of feelings.
Feeling much better, after a touching inaugural lecture, got me thinking. I’m good, I’m okay, it’s just been a long tiring day…
I’m pondering feelings, of all their types. To make a complete whole.
My rapid changes of mood, make it hard. Hard to understand for me and others.
Makes it hard, makes me sad, but also just accepting me. It’s hard as no one understands. Even looking at my Moodtrack, it’s been happy, consistent but not lacking occasional fluctuations.
I’m finally happy, finally me, something I’m grateful for, grateful for finding.
Thanks to all my closest friends, R and L to name a few, and especially one, who I cannot thank enough, helping me out of my past darkness and then bringing me back a light.
We all have difficulties and troubles, good times and bad. But we can make it through,
Navigating the shrouded maps of our minds and our realities.