Tapestry of Self

Take my hand. 

Together we shall 

take the tiniest of steps

 into the path of the everywhen.

 Yes, along the way we shall stop,

 talk, discuss, enjoy, laugh, dance and… 

inhale the moments that don't matter and 

 yet can add to the tapestry of self. We can

 feel the universe sing itself a lullaby

 in the stitchings of our hearts.

 We will embrace under 

stars long burnt out.

 We must share

 our offerings

 of bliss 

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Then when all is said and done ... we get to start again... 

Reviews

[jacob erin-cilberto]

not a bad lullaby of life to repeat...and the tiniest steps make sense...big leaps, we miss too much.

quilts wear out...so then we make new ones.

nicely stitched piece.

j.