Such is the thread of life:
"Winged like bees,
goes the thread,
through the middle
of everything thats happening
and all that is to come,
below the earth,
through coal,
above,
through misery,
with men,
with you,
with your people,
goes the thread...
string it on your zither
and you will speak with the mouth
of mighty mountains,
braid it,
and it will be the rigging
of a ship,
unwind it,
hang it with messages,
electrify it,
expose it
to wind and weather,
so that, straight again,
in one long line it will wind
around the world."
(from an 'Ode to the Thread' by Pablo Neruda)
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