Thursday, June 16, 2011

quiet messes, soft hands

we often ask ourself: 
"how did i end up in this tangeled mess?"
when in reply i can say:
"quite easy, though it's a silent progression"

i opened my jewelery box today 
and found earings upon rings intertwined with necklaces and interlaced with braceletes.
each strand of gold and silver blended in my jewery box
and i thought:
"how on earth will i ever get myself out of this mess?"

tiny fingers contemplated each untangling thought of silver and gold
each unraveling was a key to unlock the next clue
to get out of 'this mess'

those necklaces didn't intertwine themselves overnight
though it sure seemed they planned that trick on me.

truth be told,
how we get ourselves out of the tangled messes we find ourselves in
takes careful thinking, and a patience that only some have the authority of dealing with.


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