Entwined in the network

of our lives

are the stories we tell,

the events small and big

of months and weeks

we partake, delve

listen, sometimes gush

But, it is in the embraided

quality of our connectedness

that we relate

one to another

reveal our humanity

strong and weak

hard or forgiving

and find in our resemblance

the strength to continue

the valiance to accept

the heart to see the beauty

we share, social beings

that we are,

to pretend otherwise

is to live a life alone

dry as dry ice is dry,

and in the end

to die of thirst

a plant apart

with no story at all