There was once a
beautiful beaded necklace
each bead hand crafted
unique in shape, color, texture
through the empty space that
runs trough the center of
each bead ran a strong thread
holding the parts in the whole
in time and with the shifting
tugging desires of the
ones who held the necklace the
thread broke and the beads scattered
no one can recall the moment
of separation and few remember
what the many beads looked like
blessed by the tie that binds
now the parts are held by varied
bead lovers with different ideas of
how each bead, now with a life of its own
might once again become the one
those who remember the whole
grieve the loss of connection
those who still see the beauty
hope that the Jeweler will
once again pull a binding thread
through the emptiness in the middle
before the opening is closed by
some sediment of corruptive desire
If by the Jeweler's delight and will
the beads are brought together
the whole will take a different shape
perhaps bearing no resemblance to
the necklace that once was
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