One Rope

From the moment you are born you enter into a world outside of all that is safe and cozy. Thrust upon lands. Joining a world of thought known only when you are at peace with your being. You cry loud enough that the world hears and is touched knowing that another heartbeat has joined an unbreakable bond. Delicate strings tied together. Some are new and clean while some are old and frail. But they hold on even as they fall. Only when you see beyond yourself and beyond your small corner of the world can you see those strings. Those strings are wet from tears, the pain hits them like a wave of fire, burnt. Strings that are thicker and stronger from the rest are holding the falling and fading. When we all find peace and let go of our egos and hatred we can all become one rope.