The familiar of yesterday. A constellation you've spent thousands of nights gazing at. Familiar patterns, lights that guide reliably and silently. Leather-bound and treasured, that is what you have always been here. Reined.
The unknown of tomorrow. Treasures unwrapped. You watch it unravel, unfurl, untwist. Unwrapped and open, a gift.
A love knot. Made from the ribbons of the past, who you were, and strands of the future, who you will be. You do not let go of one to become another. You look at them, clearly for once, and bind them together. You let the strength of the past stabilize the now and beyond, but mindfully so.
Nothing binds you here, there are only sparkling bracelets at your wrists. Adornments that remind you that everything that once held now only decorates.
The unknown of tomorrow. Treasures unwrapped. You watch it unravel, unfurl, untwist. Unwrapped and open, a gift.
A love knot. Made from the ribbons of the past, who you were, and strands of the future, who you will be. You do not let go of one to become another. You look at them, clearly for once, and bind them together. You let the strength of the past stabilize the now and beyond, but mindfully so.
Nothing binds you here, there are only sparkling bracelets at your wrists. Adornments that remind you that everything that once held now only decorates.
