Mary was always
Tied up in Knots,
Knots of anger
Resentment,
Judgment…
To name a few.
She was also
Tied up in
Good Knots,
Friends,
Community,
Advice,
Magick,
To name a few
More.
Till one day,
Through strain
And pull,
Through exposure
To the sun,
And elements…
The Knots
Began to unravel.
Into the cave
Of forgetfulness
She went,
Away
For she believed
There was shame
In the unraveling…
Without Sun
Without Honor
She deserves
She unknowingly
Is unraveling
Her knots
In the dark,
When the Light
And Love
At the center
Of the Knots
Of Friends,
And Community
Could Support her
If they only knew
She had gone
Away to the Cave
Of Forget me Knots.
Even after
The knots have
Unraveled,
We will forget
You not.
