Coffee and Stitch and a Little Slice of Heaven

Good, strong, Pete’s French Roast
and some stitching.
By machine a little,
by hand and with embroidery and thread.

Once side of the cover shaped
and stitched raw edges
to signify raw emotion,
more to do, more to feel.

More thread to move
through this side by
hand, feeling the antique
linen, the smoothness of
the tightly woven batik,
the energy of the caffiene
and spirit of the stitching
juice moving along.

A slice of heaven in last night’s sky

Clouds almost too beautiful to behold.

Comfort in the grace and power
of something larger than ourselves
out there, some bigger purpose
we may never understand. I watched
in awe at this changing dream sky.

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