Ties That Bind

sunset rope

When loose ends don’t meet

and dreams fray,

life unravels.

Slip knots slip

and coils uncoil

because living is not linear;

it can’t be neatly hung

from pillar to post.

Even tying the knot

is no guarantee,

for when hearts shrink,

lassoes lengthen.

But here’s the twist –

once discover the end of your rope,

and you will find

a no-strings-attached

place to hang your heart;

these are the

Ties that Bind.

14 comments on “Ties That Bind

  1. RoSy says:

    Nice thought with the photo. Love how the sun peeks through the knot. At a glance it looks like a flame coming through it.

  2. Caddo Veil says:

    Excellent message here, Melody–and so poetically put!

  3. Debbie says:

    What a wise woman, poet, photographer you are! loved it! God bless you as you hang your heart on Him!

  4. Gallivanta says:

    Bind like gentle swaddling cloth. Ties that bind is one of my favourite ideas to comtemplate. Thank you for giving me another perspective.

  5. Dina says:

    Gorgeous photo and very poem!

  6. ericmvogt says:

    Melody, how you peer and look closely at the world–and feelings–in such a wonderful way! This was an awesome theme. I took something away from this that I will place in my little hand-carved, sweet cedar lined box where I keep the most precious thoughts to take out and ponder again and again… πŸ™‚ Eric

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