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it was a patchwork design
I remember
because once there held a tale
stemming in patchworked order
and the story told of one
I
who did the patchworking
and also there was him
who cut the pieces
and laid them out in isolated squares
with a bigger picture as his guide
because I
the actual patchworker
without a guide am left to wonder
if staying put or wandering is best
but either way I did the patchworking
until he couldn't choose nice patches
to work with any longer
his bigger picture slipped away
the colors became all screwed up
the patchwork now held no tale
so we fought
I won
but now I'm wondering
if a guide or a color
was most important
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The whole idea of this patchwork quilt appeals to me. There is something very spiritual about this piece. (I could be wrong.) We all start out in life in patchwork order. I like the idea of that ā??Iā? left alone-suspended, to be claimed by the reader.
I also love the acknowledgment of the one who cut the pieces, having in mind a bigger picture. Things seemingly go well until we decide to take control, to venture out without the guide. Erroneously we fool ourselves into believing that weā??ve ā??won,ā? but without a taleā?¦could the supposed victory, be ever realized?
I can relate to the bigger picture slipping away
I have a piece where I say "In looking at the fine details we lose sight of the big picture"....
I donā??t know whether it incorporates into this But I do get the picture....
