The Knitting Journeyman

Gathering Up One Thread At A Time As I Weave This Web Of Mine.....

Monday, April 20, 2009


I gather to me
The tools of my Trade
The Ancestors before me
The Heart of my Soul
Raven wing
And padded foot
Glory driven
Glory risen
Over the reddest sun
Under the darkest moon
Feather light
On butterfly wings
Swifter than swift
And swallowed up whole
Oh what a tangled web
We weave
Over ice and snow
And cleansing rain
I swim the ocean
Above and below
Caught in the branches
Trapped in the roots
Swirling knotted
And flying on
Such is the word of God