The silence. Engulfs me. Releases me.
Each stitch I make in the beauty of the silence helps me, heals me.
Each stitch in the silence brings me closer to myself.
I remember who I really am. What I love.
The softness of my heart emerges as the walls fall down.
I can hear myself again and I feel at home.
Each stitch in the silence soothes me.
My hands move, my mind slows.
Like a flower unfurling I open up.
Each stitch in the silence brings me closer to myself.
With love, Lynda.