Threads Of Time

Threads of time unraveling, through my nervous fingers, Veil of sadness and darkness lingers, A few sweet moments drop from sunny skies, So many corrupt and mischievous lies, Stole my younger years. In the fertile valleys, the mountains rose haughtily, On the moist earth, insects create their own space, daringly They are small and insignificant, like the way I used to feel, Then romance gave me a worthwhile chance, Birds flew from the trees with glee, Music released my inner desires, I felt so free, Uplifting a wealth of undernourished emotions, Building a complicated maze, To find my way out was difficult, As I was in a constant daze, But my heart knew the right direction to its centre, Life catching me and giving me the gift of a mentor, Learning from wise minds and creative spirits, Wandering in a world, where there is no cherry on top, Cruel intentions, were cutting themselves a slice of my cake, Then I became the cook and baked my own creation, The result, a better me, was the true revelation, Threads of time brewing in this simple rhyme.