Slight of hand with grace and form
turning lines that twist
left then right go ’round the yarn
joining at the wrist
Endless spirals rapt embrace
strands opposed to fray
bare the tensile holding tight
maybe one more day
Making rope is but a skill
we dare not soon be leaving
nor to blindly sever threads
of evolutions weaving ~
Lions Mane 
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