Untie the (k)not,
that one in your middle.
The (k)not that says you can’t survive
the one that keeps you from feeling alive.
Untie the (k)not,
that one in your chest.
The (k)not that holds your fear of loving,
the one that keeps your wings from soaring.
Untie the (k)not,
that one in your throat.
The (k)not that locks away your words,
the one that keeps your voice unheard.
Untie the (k)not,
that one in your eyes.
The (k)not that hides the light of knowing,
the one that keeps your tears from flowing.
Feel the freedom of being alive,
feel the pain of your opening heart.
Say yes to your voice as it breaks into song,
while your tears of joy rain on.
Wash away those last strands of fear,
and free your arms for that long embrace
in the sweet shelter of the love that awaits,
when you finally untie the knot.
© 2001 Joanne Sprott
—In honor of singer/songwriter Saylor White (Youtube video)—may he continue to enjoy his expansion beyond the time-space of life—who sat with me one day long ago in the Vintage Bar in Houston, and inspired this poem with his own great songwriting talent. Thinking about you today, buddy. 🙂