A thread

A single spooled thread

Unwinds, its coming

Together unfurling to

Again weave back

As cloth

United with itself

Stretched, distant

From its past

Future and its present.

Recognised again and

Again.

Again seen for the

Future memories that

Pour around us, the

Times that await us

The destiny that

Weaves itself unwoven

From a single thread

Arrested in writing

Unspooled, unsullied.