Knots

The cords of life extend from everywhere we’ve been,
from lives, loves, places and the experiences known
to tie their knot unto the heart that can’t be forgotten
regardless of where the winds of time drive us.

For those are the ropes that lasso the mind
and hold us bound to all that we feel and believe,
they are never cut no matter how hard we try
because they remain a constant part of who we are.

Some create strands that are wrapped around our existence,
which might feel so tight and ready to strangle our joy,
yet inside where the heart throbs its truest beat,
where we honestly dwell in our thoughts and dreams,
those are the threads of our ties to all that surrounds,
totally keep us bonded so completely,
so utterly connected as if they were roots.

When we embrace them as vines of joy
instead of something that might snare our freedom,
then they form a swing that we use
for treating them as having the power
to sway us on a continual breeze of happiness.