As he rest himself on the sea shore..... i saw him struggling with knots. not 1, not 2 but a hundreds he bore.
Every scar had a story to tell........ but don't stories leave a scar to be felt
As i stared on closely... to my surprise....silently and patiently this man undid one knot at a time....where i would have lost my mind and asked god to answer my cries.
He turned to me and said"every problem at a time if you take, in your life very few mistakes you'll make"
"with every knot left aside, thousands of problems you'll fish my child"
With every gush of ocean breeze.... the man with knots felt at ease.
i never thought knots could have so much to say........ the 4 letters which ended it were OKAY.
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