My Life Tapestry

is unraveling.

I see the remnants

all around my feet.

I grieve because

I put so much work into it

and it was pulled apart

with what seems like

no effort at all.

I hold the scraps

and materials close

because I am sad

that all my work is gone.

So I can put it all away

or throw it out

or let it go and say

"Well, it was pretty

while it lasted."

Or I can get angry,

frustrated, upset

that it came apart

so easily without fight.

Or I can continue to

cry, grieve and stop myself

from  ever creating again

because I could lose

all that effort with

just a tug of a weakness.

I decide, though, to work again.

I take my scraps,

the colors, the patterns,

all that material that is left

and put it back together.

I notice that it is different now,

even more unique.

Why?  Because of me.

I am different now,

I have a new wisdom,

perspective and knowledge.

And my Life Tapestry

is more beautiful, strong

and unequivocally mine

now than it ever was.

 

~Copyright 2010, Mary D'Alba (Spiritualitygirl)~