Are we angelic seamstresses crafting magical, meaningful words on intricate fabrics woven around our lives?
When we remember our times of struggles and challenges, what word personifies you? What word personifies me? Are you a hopeful word? Are you a positive line? Are you a word to remember, a word that warms other’s hearts?
My hope, in the end, is that you embody one word: angel
My hope, for you, is that you meet angels in the flesh, through the eyes of each person you encounter, through each person you touch.
Be an angelic being who heals, helps and listens. Who has the ability to mend hearts. Be an angelic being who wants only goodness.
Lift others up to their highest good, angel.
Take your needles and thread, repair the broken-hearted, angel.
“Haberdashery at Heaven’s Gate”
Haberdashery at heavens gate
A noble store with all that mends
Buttons, ribbon and thread
Angel seamstresses repairing the broken
Up and again, broken souls appear
Waiting in line
“When the time is right, we will repair your heart”
Button up, despair displayed upon your dress
Orange ribbons wrap the skirt of unrequited love
Red threads connect a notion of a heart
Remove inflamed needles from tattered skin
Use them to stitch
Mend…. come to the gates and mend
Apprentices of a divine being
Ready for your brokenness
The broken find the broken
Across time and circumstance
Angelic healers in human form
Another one waits around the corner
Upon the cutting table, angels work in succession
Quickly stitching a notion of a heart
“Hurry, hurry, it’s spilling over the edge”
Nimble, fragile fingers, mend
Haberdashery at heavens gate
Lost ones meander up to the shop owner
He smiles and asks them to enter
He tells them it’s time to heal