The Scarlet String

By Swa Shenoy

In moonlight stands the old man with wrinkles,
Binding everyone with threads and twinkles.
Weaving fate under the skies with care,
Uniting hearts beyond compare.

From ankle to pinky, the string is wound,
Love and care, waiting to be found.
For the thread defines our destiny,
Sung in legends of long-lived mystery.

The scarlet string shines in the stars' glory,
Every fibre ready to tell a beautiful story.
Each step taken leads to our fate,
Bringing us closer to our soulmate.

Thousands of miles or just a step away,
The bond is tested and tried every day.
For everlasting love will find a way,
Through thick and thin, the thread will sway.

In search of love, in heart's heartbeat,
A soul might cross thousands of streets.
The fate's thread will weave its course,
Bringing hearts together with unseen force.

Guided by the old man, the thread will abide,
Where unconnected paths at last collide.
The souls tied by destiny’s melody,
Will be eternally entwined in sweet harmony.

Be it this life or ones to come,
Every hardship will eventually be overcome.
Blessed by the universe, the magic won't fail,
In ancient scrolls, the tales will prevail.