Threading Reality

A bold earthly presence

Is urging me on

Pushing my feet

In a shuffling song

“Lift them up high,.

‘Stand tall!” I hear..’

“You see ahead.”

“The way forward is clear.”

A needle in hand

Inviting the thread

The sewing beginning

As stitches are wed.

Bright colors of light

Pulse through my hands

Dissolving the knots

Creating new lands.

Voices behind me

Shrill sound in my ears

Attempting to stop me

From spinning the spheres.

I breathe in the compass

Expanding the form

Life welcomes new elements

Soon to be born

The sewing continues

Tight stitch upon stitch

Connecting the heart threads

Bright inch upon inch.

The garment is woven

We find ourselves done.

Love dances the Tango

A vict’ry of One.