of unknown and varied threads am I
some gather made was I of malice
others declare, curiosity
the gods themselves are bewildered and surprised
barring those who smile the smile of knowing who I am
the humans are confused and angry
barring those who smile the smile of mocking who I am
and among these gods and fellow men I walk
of unknown and varied threads am I
I search for myself in faces and smiles
do I belong here, with you?
are you the abode I seek?
will you whisper into my ears the mysteries of my being
and unravel them slowly
so that I may read the threads in my hands
and stare at the origins of myself
of unknown and varied threads am I
the wisest of you have failed repeatedly
and now I walk these plains alone
searching for an identity from horizon to horizon
and even the celestial stars are keen to escape me
and my fellow fallow man is scared now
for he doesn’t understand me
and I have now decided not to understand him
you do not have the answers I seek
because of unknown and varied threads am I
- Poem: Threads - January 13, 2024
- Short Story: Yes, Miss - July 25, 2022