Woven

I look back upon my life
amazed at all the versions of me,
I see beyond the doer,
a golden thread that carries me,
steady and true,
a light that shows me
how to find the way.

I see my life woven into everything,
alive to the fragileness
and tenderness of every thread,
each intersection,
a sacred meeting place
between you and me,
the sky and sea,
each connection weaves
the web stronger,
a holy communion between
the singular and everything,
the particle and wave.
No thing stands apart, for
we are truly woven.

(Top photo by Gatis Vilaks, bottom photo by Torbjørn Helgesen on Unsplash 🙏)