Purchased

Suppose I had a purchased,
a  design in starlight,
a reason for being, as solid as granite.
How would the tapestry of my life then be woven?

Would the threads be of 
each knot tied with certainty,
each color chosen for a reason,
not accidental spill.but literally, all ,over yah

Would the patterns emerge with clarity,
a story told in warp and weft,
a narrative unfolding,
not a chaotic jumble of threads,
pulled by whimsy or circumstance.

Oh, the poignant ache,
of the moments uncherished,
like forgotten coins tossed aside,
their gleam unseen, their potential lost.
The laughter that faded unheard,
the quiet contemplation left unheld.

The opportunities missed,(always)
doorways that stood ajar,( whenever)
inviting entry, 
but I, perhaps distracted by a 
or the distant something else,monitoring 
Then
turned away, unaware of the treasures within.

The connections unmade,(connections) lost or ,what ,connections,the 
hands that almost touched,( watch it homes)
My eyes that almost met your comprehension
Word of my
words that hovered on the verge of utterance,
but never bridged the gap,
leaving silent voids where fellowship could bloom.
Though in the just,

We are, in this present moment, way kept,
a singular point,
a pinpoint of awareness,
a brief flicker,
a momentary sparkin the vast expanse of eternity,
an ocean of time,
Seeing the of us in shock, a new of ,nah,
Unique 

Yet, within 
this of consciousness,
there is a universe 
a world of 

Thank you,
for the gift of this breath,
this rhythmic tide within my
this awareness,
this astonishing capacity to perceive,
this being,
this simple, profound existence.

It life was.
Not a question,
not a lament,
but a statement.
Adeclaration.
Atruth,
simple, yet profound,
that I am here,
now,
and that is enough.
More than enough.
Amiracle in itself,
a canvas waiting for the first
purpose or not.
The weave, though unguided,
still possesses its own unique beauty,
a testament to the unfolding,
the becoming,, improbable fact of being.
And for that,
for this breath,
this awareness,
this being,
 my deepest thanks.

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