" Sacred Hoop"

I watch her

 She sits,

fully concentrated- 

with her 
Eye on the Needle

Her stitches are tiny and varied-

precise, and incredibly neat.

I touch the worn wooden Hoop
 a Sacred Circle, in Her hands

The muslin fabric-

  a rough cloth,

will become softer, with Her working

Much the same, as Her hands,

have done with me.

I examine the different coloured threads

 carefully wrapped,

around  pieces of discarded paper

She loves bright colours

 I see their reflection

in the Eye of the Needle-

in Her intelligent eyes.

She knows how to make use of things

  Learned through Hard Times

She does not boast -

 Her way is one of Quiet Knowing

She never wastes words
Knowing,

So much counts, in the Doing.

I am Happy, as I sit near Her

Watching Her fingers, guiding the needle,

Skillfully, through the fabric

 Eyes Steady

Not unlike her Heart-Always Steady

As the Eye
of the Needle. 
 

Soon a Pattern will emerge

One She has worked, with Patience and Care

One day, I will Understand

She did Her Best to Prepare me

For a much larger Canvas; a Life-Tapestry

 Guiding, Teaching, and Loving

With Her Eye, upon the Needle. 

~ Alicia O'Hara 
~ Copyrighted Material; 26 June, 2013

 ~ Beannaichte'

16 April, 2021

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