My Red String ❤️
Bind two souls where time begins.
Across the miles, through space unseen,
An ancient cord, forever keen.
The theory I imagine only a myth,
Drifting like a shadow on a cliff.
It binds us softly, soul to soul,
Beyond our touch, beyond our control.
The hope I have seen maybe crushed,
But for you I might melt on your brush .
I always thought my red string lost,
A faded dream, a love’s small cost.
But now I've found you, standing near,
In threads of fate, so bright, so clear.
I’ll take your hand and tie it tight,
In threads of white, bound pure and bright.
And if it bleeds, let red threads weave,
The life and love we both believe.
~ Sara D. Aars
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