THE THREAD

An invisible veil 

clings to 

every contour,

every wrinkle,

every strand

of the story being told.

The fabric moves imperceptibly

with every twist and turn

of the unfolding tale

like cambric or silk

over an undulating body.

It’s a story

like any other

until what you are waiting for 

happens: a stitch breaks loose.

And that’s when

the warp and weft

of the weave

shows itself

and the fray says:

This is the thread, take it!

So you do.

Because that is 

what you do.

The rest is conversation,

collaboration, 

a quest. Story 

ceases to be story

and the telling

becomes the teaching.