Stuffy in here
Wide open out there
This navel contemplation’s
Not quite so liberating
As one might think
Know thyself
– yes –
So far as inward speculation’s turned outward.
My own capacity for interesting
Only so when meshed with yours
Not for comparison’s measuring’s sake
– this is deadly –
But for celebration’s sake
All our varied bits
– differences and samenesses too –
S’what completes the tapestry
The back looks thready, chaotic, tattered
When focus is on individual threads
Turned over, the together stitches
Reveal the most beautiful story
The wonder-skill of the weaver
In His way of bringing them together
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