Tuesday 12 April 2022

A knitting Prayer


While knitting I invariably notice a hair caught in the wool. Perhaps one of mine or Molly's or Sherlock's. It is always cause for a pause and reflection. (You may remember the names of those West Yorkshire Spinner yarns I've been using...bird names...)



I am on automatic stocking stitch until I see the hair

Already fallen into the yarn, already embedded there


I am knitting myself into these socks for you

My needles clicking, my hours ticking away


To make this membrane for your feet

Travel worn, work torn, sea shorn


Invoking as I weave: Wisdom of Owl

Resilience of Robin, Beauty of Kingfisher


Offering up to you this rainbow spectrum of aspirations

Wishing you comfort, Wishing you joy, Wishing you well

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