Fragile Threads Poem by Shakira Nandini

A hand extends, soft and bare,
A fragile bond hangs in the air.
A paw meets it, rugged, worn,
By countless battles, weathered and torn.

Eyes of trust, a fleeting gaze,
Speak of hope in a world ablaze.
The silence hums with stories untold,
Of struggles endured, both new and old.

In this touch, a spark of grace,
Bridging gaps of time and space.
Yet shadows linger, whispers of fear,
Of a world unraveling, year by year.

O fragile threads, so easily torn,
Between the human and the forlorn.
In despair, a glimmer still glows,
A seed of care that softly grows.

Let this moment be a guide,
To walk with nature side by side.
For in the touch, the heart may find,
The threads of healing intertwined.