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