I stitch an impression
Drawn from the deep vastness of space:
Clumsily often,
Occasionally deftly,
Weaving the needle
Back and forth
To express a fleeting sense
Of the wonder
Of Creation.
I look back
At the rows of stitches
where I see
I have wrought
Imperfections
But in the original,
In the source of my inspiration,
At the heart of a galaxy,
Of a nebula, of a supernova
Is woven
God's creative perfection
If you enjoyed this, you might like to try Bounded and Boundless or the several other poems with a science/astonomical theme to be found in the special index Here
