A STORY QUILT

The thread of life
unspools

from the mind of God, joining you
to me and we to all, like thread in my
mother’s hands stitching bits of beauty

into unity
Day by day

she follows lightly penciled marks on
on calico cloth, creating a quilt design
patterned in prism colors of sun-yellow
joy and shadow-blue sorrow, revealing

a life
twice told

Her quilt grows fragile, is cherished
as  heirloom in my cedar chest, yet, when
I remove it, hold it, unfold it, her story

transcends today
and lives again

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