Unpredictable

[wasellajam]

Your first analogy compares self to itself . . .it is called the fallacy of identity

Unpredictable

Like hand-dyed threads drawn tight across a loom
a parent winds the sturdy warp stretched wide
but taut, a shed built strong but leaving room

for life to wield the shuttle children ride.
The final vision cannot be discerned
as colors side by side are amplified

as weft threads slide then deftly are returned;
an artisan allows the work to speak
a language of its own that's only learned

by following the steady fall and peak.
The siblings give no thought to what's unseen,
all consequences cloaked in life's mystique.

They'll hold each other close as they careen
through life, no distance in the years between.

Any and all crit welcome.

pulled from the practice threads for something to do 

Thanks, I guess I'll be starting my edit at the beginning, not a bad place to start. Gotta find a spark first, could happen.