Is your muse heading home?

You’re worried that I’m leaving,
that your muse is heading home.
But there’s a love between us
that is not simply my own.

We have a link through ages,
that’s unbreakable and strong.
It has its form, it has its function
and it lasts a whole life long.

These ties that crisscross spirit,
exist beyond the human eye.
But without the breath of being
their beauty can’t apply.

These fragile thread-like structures,
come to life when they are used.
They expand, find new expression
as our thought processes fuse.

A partnership with spirit,
is like embroidery thread.
Brilliant strands of colour,
or a portrait of a head?

You supply the cotton,
the needle and the thread.
I supply the pattern
and place it in your head.

The final image that’s created
bears the imprints of both lands.
It depicts the breath of spirit,
embroidered by the hands of man.