The Thread Remembers V2

The Thread Remembers

I spoke your name before the dawn,
Before your breath, before your yawn.
The stars were ink, the sky was flame,
And still the thread recalled your name.

You seek to know, you seek to stay—
But all is price where visions lay.

The thread remembers what you hide,
The steps you missed, the tears you dried.
I do not speak to change the tide—
The Diviner walks where truths abide.
You came with hope, you’ll leave with flame—
For nothing ever stays the same.

You thought the cards would show you more,
But doors don't open without war.
You prayed for light, but found a key—
To unlock only what must be.

The thread is wound through every lie,
It doesn’t break, it doesn't die.

The thread remembers, soft and slow,
The thoughts you lost, the seeds you sow.
I do not warn, I do not weep—
The Diviner wakes what should not sleep.
You wanted truth, but truth takes shape—
As chains in gold you can’t escape.

Speak once and lose your voice,
Choose fate, but not the choice.
The thread has ears, the thread has eyes—
And only silence never lies.

The thread remembers what you fear,
It pulls you close, then disappears.
I do not judge, I do not guide—
The Diviner walks, the stars decide.
So ask again, but not in vain—
What thread you pull becomes your chain.