String

The string that binds us
Is but a single thread of the great web.
Only when a dewdrop clings
May that one thread shimmer,
Setting it apart from the rest
Should that string be cut,
Only the dewdrop would perish.

Find this poem in my poetry book, Restless Reflections: A Collection of Poetry

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