Threads of Fate ( meditations on Joshua 7)

In life's tapestry, our threads are spun,
Each life connected, a web so finely strung.
A single pull, the fabric puckers and yields,
A reminder that our lives, together are sealed.

Like ripples on a pond, our actions spread,
Interwoven in the fabric of life's great thread.
A waterfall, from a single drop does rise,
Our deeds, a cascade, beneath the heavens' eyes.

Within the game of life, we move as one,
Each choice affecting, all that's to come.
A chess player, looks forward in his sight,
His every move, a ripple in the night.

For good or ill, our deeds are felt,
Throughout the web of life, so deftly knelt.
Our lives, a dance of cause and effect,
A force in motion, a truth to reflect.

With every action, comes reaction's sway,
The balance of life, in its intricate play.
So let us choose, with love in our hearts,
For our interconnectedness, is but the start.

In the story of Achan, a truth resides,
That every choice, affects far more than just our lives.
We are the pebbles, in the pond so vast,
Our deeds, the ripples, that forever last.