Unbreakable Threads

You came into
this circus of a life
with a child’s glee,

eager to walk
tightropes and
fly,
or maybe you had
the heart of a
clown, or the
soul of a dancer,
the fingers of
the fiddler who
wraps flights of
fancy around the
lithesome acrobatics of
tumbling tricksters.

A place was
reserved for you,
but maybe you suffer from
fear of falling.

Maybe you decided
you’d rather
just watch.

Would it make a
difference to you
if you knew
there were legions of
divine seamsters
who’ve sewn for you
an endless safety net of
the unbreakable threads of
Belovedness
that have always
held you?

That when you fall
it’s just another
tumble
into arms made of
adoration for
the moxie that
moves you?

If you haven’t already,
it may be time
for you to
run away and
join the Circus.

(Photo by Ameer Basheer; UnSplash)