Mi Familia

I look at you in sheer amazement

that you belong to me

and

that you

do not even realize the

the great privilege

of your being.

YES,

there are flaws.

Some seen with the naked eyes

while others

are seen only through scrutinizing.

The flaws are there.

But,

when you step back

all that can be seen

is the beautiful fabric.

The threads are there

intertwined,

each one holding the other

embracing..

inseparable,

not realizing the

the importance

of the threads on either side.

But still

the threads go on

embracing..

intertwined..

inseparable,

without recognizing

or

maybe

just being complacent

or

maybe

just ignoring the fact

that

if one thread were missing

or

pulled from the others

the fabric

could

unravel

the threads turning against each other

letting go..

ignoring..

falling to pieces..

rendering the fabric

useless.

or

The threads could become closer

holding on to each other even tighter.

One thread

clinging

to the others,

holding one another in place,

intertwined..

embracing..

inseparable,

making the fabric stronger.

You are me

and

I am you

threads

intertwined..

embracing..

inseparable..

we are of but one fabric.