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