The needle takes the thread
into its tiny little eye
and hands guided
by a focused view
will move with purpose
The hands will take
the needle and the thread
weaving them in order to
mend and manage
or
make and mystify
as what was frayed or formless
becomes a functional/useful thing
The thread is but a strand
without the needle's strength
The needle is but a prick
without the thread to follow
And only with skilled hands
can they together be of use
This isn't a parable
it's not about men/women
it's not about people
that are like the needle
or are like the thread
This isn't a cryptic thing at all
Things are what they are
Hands do what they do
When hands move
the needle and the thread
with purpose and skill
this world becomes clothed
open wounds- stitched & closed
In fact hands hardly even need
the needle or the thread
How many things can your hands do
all on their very own
or with only some small thing(s) to hold?
Forget about the needles
Forget about the threads
It's all in your hands
It's all in your hands
It's all in your hands
It's not what you hold
It's what your hands
will work to create
and behold
or fairly exchange
with handshakes that mean
something venerable and old
It's all in your hands
It's all in your hands
It's all in your hands
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