The crochet needle

I thought it was you, and it may have been, but all that praise and the wonders of the universe, the earth, our past… and the moments of knowing that Spirit runs.. it holds, that Spirit holds and I thought it was you.

No greater love with tears and smiles. And for a moment..

for that moment there is nothing to overcome. For a moment I am shown that it has been paid for and forgiveness is the river. All…