Patchwork

Stitching by strangers… Vagabonds and transients.
Quilted storytelling that consumes us in warmth.
A time laden journey that writes our history.
Tucked like a burrito in our winter beds.

Patiently learning our craft. Executing transition seamlessly.
A diet of humble pie. Fueling our service to those near.
Missing meals in order to give; so that others thrive.
Knowing the pattern and sewing seamlessly.

Like waves of confetti; our good deeds share some string.
Threads that change texture, color, and wear over time.
Oft’ we are holding the flapping sails of our heart.
Squares that need attention; breaking away.

Lessons we learn through our live easily distinguishable.
Breaks in the patterns of our comfort. Stitched over.
Replacing a hole in our trust, faith, and our soul.
New material to fill the void left by originals.

At times these are torn away. Scars from a frayed world.
Lessons learned. Decisions we try differently this round.
We seek to right these wrongs with hearts anew.
Seams that bring together our saintly journey.

Great gifts, done for another, putting them back together.
Covering the missing pieces. Providing shade for yours.
The sort of gesture to repent and give simultaneously.
An exchange with another. Soul-filling generosity. 

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Patterns matter... 

Flip the blanket over sometime...