beads and strings

our lives

a parable each one..

looking back

stringing new beads today

evoked memories in

their sequence

a sequence 

never before seen..

then pondering that the

beads in my string

might be strung

in so many ways..

but for today

the string I strung

seems quite enough

for new energy

new joy I found..

then pondering again

a question arising

what are those strings...?