Threads of Becoming (A Poem)
A subtle stir begins, quiet and small, Fragments scattered, answering a call. From broken parts, the whole will rise, A pattern forms beneath the skies. The self unfolds in layers deep, Seeds of truth that stir in sleep. Paths converge, then stretch apart, Each step shapes the opening heart. Through shadows cast by fear and grace, The mirror shows a shifting face. Roots hold steady, reaching below, While branches of seeking upward grow. The essence is, yet unfolds in time, A journey shaped by life’s design. From scattered shards, a unity frames, The realization of truth sparks the flames. And in the bloom, the fruit appears, An identity full, yet near. Not bound by form, but wild and free, A song of becoming, endlessly.