we are all sailor's knots,
made out of truth,
tied up in the use of ongoingness.
of course there is the uniqueness to the knot.
each person, their own variations
as the purposes served,
extended from the tie-up of the past
into the effort to secure the future.
not so much symmetry
but surely amazing curvatures.
each view, however you want to look,
has those in and outs.
sure there is tension on the line,
as to be expected.
but some stretchiness,
clearly way into the past,
while others, are just a short rope
and a big knot.
looks like some were done with skills towards usage
while others feature haphazard,
clearly on display.
from seasick to long voyager,
the rope of life displays the means of necessity.
some of us on in dingys
while others are on a cruse.
nobody is on an island,
no matter what their claims seem to be.
most of us have knots
that have not been formally named,
other then our own.
knots usually used for when sailing
but some have them for being tied up.
some people go by their boat name.
but I am always interested in the knots they use.
the boat is the projection
but the rope is always the essential
and in some ways,
ever the hidden truth . . .
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