Cut from whole cloth
the unbroken lives
beyond the clutch of madness,
the villains of time.
In these few moments
before we depart
with a soft final breath,
to labor toward wholeness
is our link to the stars.
Knowing the Unbroken
Elegant Don!
Yes — our link to the unbroken is now. Thanks, Don…
Don, the painting that accompanies the poem is lovely. Thanks.
As we awaken we remember that we are the unbroken!
Yes, our link to the stars, seamless inside and outside, is immediate and vast, and this labor toward wholeness is the vital work of a lifetime. And I rather suspect that the whole cloth is itself not even cut when the garment of this individual incarnation is freely given. Most beautiful images, Don. Thank you. db
Been really UNwell for last months. Feels too that this Unwellness is linked to the Unbroken, at the best of moments.
Beautiful, Don!
Thank you Don. I am particularly grateful for one of those stars, our Sun.
And there is certainly a lot of madness apparently
“out there”…
labours of love – linking now to forever ______ and a wonderful painting!
Our wholeness is our link to the stars, now…………..this says it all! Thank you, my wonderful brother in spirit!
Threadbare now and then ~ I replenish the Cloth as I breath deep and long into the Fabric of Life ~ ~ Your Words and The Works of Eilish Inspire ~ ~ Deepest Thanks to the Both of You ✨💖✨✨
I do not know anyone who is unbroken. It’s the human condition. Perfection (wholeness) is a process addiction. Love your work.
Spot on!
A beautiful description for returning home!
So appreciate YOU!