Quilt Poem

I had a horrendous case of heartburn this morning coupled with lack of sleep, so we didn’t go to church.

But I stumbled across this beautiful poem/photography series from Ann of A Holy Experience and was nurtured by its beauty.

They hadn’t slept tangled under the same cotton for years —
she’d howled without a sound in the empty queen
in the spare for years, door and soul locked hard—
and when the ache had hollowed her all out,
Mama filled the nights with piecing
shorn threads together, thin, fragile stitches, needle piercing,
and I watched when she laid the last of the color patches
out on black sky….

Read it all here

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About katiekind

Enjoying the second half of life. I have three sons who are the apples of my eye and a wonderful husband of 35 years--those are the important things. Long ago, out of the blue, I became a Christian. It was something I never planned on, but what joy it has been. I do website development and I like to read and garden and paint and I love beauty and truth.
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