The String To A Box

Have you stopped to contemplate which design of a string would be best,

to add the finishing touches to a gift?


A complementary one of colour and width,

or a contrasting one of texture and length?


It does matter what's inside of it,

but what's on the outside still reflects a value untold.

It is like the sweetness in a cake and the refreshment from a cucumber; expected and desired.


All things come with strings attached.

It could be a surprise, like it's given on a birthday or it could mean security, like it's rewarded.


Now,

if you could imagine a gift without the structure of a box,

would you still consider a string to see it as one,

or would you anticipate a confused look to then tie it all in as part of the experience?


It's all in that one string.



Recent Posts

See All

It Lives On

When we talk belonging, it will never be selfless, but one that has adapted. Just as with jeans. who knew a then uniform, led a movement, and later became a design. Its history, is written and rewritt

Graze The Miles

There is something about the vast; distant and bare. It was more about the fulfilling, than the appealing. Quite in the head? Reverse land-scape, isn't it? Stitching over sewing, feelings over fearing

Hey (Babe)

Yes, the call came through. And no... or maybe, would it ever stop at just a hello, after you answered. Funny how far the questions went, without a lag of a second. The conversation, felt distant,

© 2021 ALL RIGHTS RESERVED TO  雅  Y A  ( INNTYA )