soft, small and tender.
Time added layers ,
at a steady pace,
magifiying in size,
making the strand a rope,
reliable, flexible and strong.
Duly it shrunk in size,
getting thicker and stronger,
bringing other strands closer,
so to stand the test of time.
But it only got so far.
Consequences left it with deep cuts.
No matter how thick the rope grew,
the weakness was evident.
Just waiting for that one jerk ,
for that one hump in the road.
And when it happened,
it just snapped,
leaving two pieces,
similar in strength,
but with edges frayed.
Knotted back,
the rope became one,.
Knot and edges frayed,
but stood out,
the testimony of the struggle.
A gentle and humble reminder,
of how that small thread,
grew into a fine strong rope.....
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