We stitch the stars above us

Magic flowing from fingertips

The fabric of our spirit

Creating heavens in our minds

We repair the seams

Split apart by rough wear

Using the gifts of our hands

To heal what was broken

We remember our power

The quiet fire within

As we sew a new future

Into the path we follow

We weave beauty

And love

And joy

Into the world

Shifting the balance

To the light once again

We stitch the stars above us

Beacons for the wanderer

Bringing us all

Back home ~ Caroline A. Slee