The Webs We Weave
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Does she grow weary, I wonder, with the constant task of repair. Is there ever a time she would rather leave the destruction for someone else to fix. If we listened, would we hear her cry out, in the quiet, cursing the sky for the existence she has been tasked with. Does she ever regret her circumstance? Or does she lovingly spin and weave these delicate masterpieces, gracefully content?
I sat on the patio this morning, soaking up the morning sun and watched her diligently sew the most beautiful patterns, that tomorrow, will need to be done again. And I thought for a moment, how similar our lives actually are.
We both give every part of ourselves, quietly working to find the beauty in being unseen.
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Kelli Sheckler-Amsden
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