for in the threads
where life is knotted
colors blend to form a new
shade of red
the sunrise sweeter –
as the sea –
a kinder blue
traces
loving graces
pull apart
each fragile weave
spun to webs
of rich communion
the heart expands
as we receive
without permission
one together –
moments broken
til we become
someone’s breath
someone’s only –
someone’s light
outshines
the sun

. . .