Dear Friends Does it make you cry, does it make you sigh?
I feel lost today, nothing amiss to speak of, just the day is one to be silent and still, after the days of fullness and shrill.
A loose thread is how I feel. But what is a loose thread, if not just one to be (re)threaded?
I could leave it to the wind and see where it takes me
I could change my sight Even in darkness I know I could catch it mid-flight
So, I gather my needles and gather my vision Loose threads are cast forward I am on a mission
Unseen hands guiding The threads are now gliding
A new cloth is made I still feel like hiding
Like all things new, I need time to adjust My loose thread is a’gleaming
Yet I still feel Lost
I Am connected I Am shining A loose thread Is so refining
Does it make you cry, does it make you sigh?
Yes some days it does. We all have those days where we are lost for seemingly no reason because we are all threads, weaving around, dreaming our way along the weft.
Is it coming from within me, or am I feeling the sighs of the world's people? I don't always know until I catch myself drifting away.
Sometimes we are just pushed around, in and out, but in the end a cloth is made, it is the fabric of the life we have made. The dance of life, morphed into a tapestry of colour.
A loose thread, in the end, is just a chance, a gift you've only now noticed :)
It's a chance or a voice to follow, or you can sigh or cry, if that's all you can do today.
Wishing you a happy sewing, mending, threading or admiring :) I'll be threading right there with you, in some small way, and I hope you enjoy your day.
Lots of love