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Little Strings

Such fragile things,
of little strings
our human hearts are made.

But little strings don’t bind
our hearts and minds,
and from the path we’ve strayed.

As we trip and fall,
and rage against it all,
those little strings seem frayed.

The way is surrender,
trusting fingers tender,
wove little strings into a braid.


breath be my guide
set my body apart
still my spirit
let soul fill my heart

return to the sanctity
of a newborn child
no thoughts to hold
no memories filed

timeless and formless
forget to remember
there’s no resistance
pure surrender.