Sometimes sleep
refuses to weave
a very nice pattern
Woven thoughts
entangled in knots
too confused to unwind
Wandering mind
the strands it can’t find
looking through a needle’s eye
A loose thread
unravels my head
as it’s pulled in the night
All these strands
i hold in my hands
knit a new pattern please
True tapestry
an intricate weave
so divine by design
ref: Psalm 139:15
26 December, 2011
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