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 steepsin uncertainty. I stitch in silence. I stitch in hope
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 steepsin uncertainty. I stitch in silence. I stitch in hope