THERE IS A STRING by Maria M. Consiglio

There is a string that holds us together, past, lives, future lives and the present.
To Ignore those things, exist
Is to not be willing listen
To ones heart, To stop,
Pause for a moment, Breathe, not throw things to the wind, in a whim but just to
Understand the String that attaches us all. Is just to know, we have lived a legacy.