Thread Of My Strength

Let the 

thread 

teach me

how to spin

my own

world. 

While the 

silver little

wrench

turns my

heart into

steel. 

The dusting 

brush will

clean up

the broken 

fibers of who

I once was. 

Linen and 

cotton catch 

all my tears 

and set me free

with one 

farmers patch. 

I hear the release 

of the feed dogs

teeth and 

am able 

to draw air

back into

my weak

lungs. 

That is 

when I sewed

my life

back together 

with 

the 

thread of 

my strength.