Sit like starch with the pain.
The shirt becomes soft in the wearing.
Slip barefoot into pleasure.
The world comes alive in the sensing.
Beyond the needle
of opposites is the pattern.
Beyond the pattern is the maker.
Beyond the maker is the watcher.
Beyond the watcher is awareness.
How long will you stitch stories
like so many yarns?
Prick through the skin to your soul
where everything is, at once,
silent and alive.
Rebecca Tolin enjoys tree gazing, trail blazing, playing with words, twisting herself into new shapes, communing with loved ones, asking the unanswerable questions, and dropping into the silence that gives rise to it all.