Knots of life

I merge into a silhouette
of woods at the sunset
But my words remain
Snuggle to each other
and are awake in the dark
They examine memories
Choose a fitting one
and drape it around them.

A memory of laughter emerges
a sudden island
in the solitary sea
The glow of bright future
Or of the glorious past
falls into disuse
at a moment's threshold.
Knots of life become complex
They dream to turn nooses someday
They are braiding themselves now.