Revering the beads As we whisper, counting Sacred names, the greatest of words Immersed in each rotation (Or dreaming through it) We forget that real power Lies in the thread That holds the beads together Allows them to flow over our fingers Just a fragile thread Finite, a circle of infiniteness
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fragile expectations
though they may be fragile expectations undeniably strengthen faith if you do not believe me... just observe a child