adventures in dysthymia

Friday, January 20, 2012

Knots, a little poem

KNOTS

Without a few knots, we'd fall apart:
Thou shalt not lie nor break my heart.

The ties that bind, too easily loosed,
Lead us only to be seduced

By any whim, the road untried;
It's best we keep our knots well tied.

Stephen Brooke ©2012

Every 'not' is not necessarily a bad thing. No, it's knot!

(I wrote this quickly after seeing a FaceBook post this morning that basically had the opposite message. And I consider both valid.)

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