My supplies for April have arrived. There was quite a delay this month.
I have narrowed my poem choice to two possible stanzas
it all comes down to this:
In our imperfect world
we are meant to repair
and stitch together
what beauty there is, stitch it
with compassion and wire.
See how everything
we have made gathers
the light inside itself
and overflows? A blessingHolding the Light – Stuart Kestenbaum
Or
But I study what is beautiful,
what is generous. I offer it my devotion.
Even in this moment writing this poem,
I stitch in the pauses and the stumblings –
these, too, are beautiful because they are true.
I stitch in the pure potential that steeps
in uncertainty. I stitch in silence. I stitch in hope.Stitching it Together – Rosemerry Wahtola Trommer
I am leaning towards the second one.
