jeudi 28 mars 2013

Self


SELF


A single thread strung with beads,
Each our self, held together
By this thread of time, of consciousness,
Isolated drops of memory, separate yet linked.

Each necklace unique:
Some short, some long;
Some bright with beads, varied;
Some dull, an endless string of identical selves;
Some delicate nacred drops flowing almost together,
So tightly are they strung.
Others a golden chain to a unique droplet;
Some broken, the beads strewn or lost,
Never to be restrung;
Others lasting through time,
Handed down, worn and re-worn,
Taken apart, restrung to form new patterns,
Updated to changing times.

All unique.