Basking in the glory of
                                yesterday can throw shade
                     on the duties of today.
                     Create a new fabric,
                   be renewed, be refined
                       Be replenished
                      Old accomplishments
                      need be tucked away
                           In the safekeeping of darkness.

                      We meditate too long
,                      on memories gone.
                    Basking in yesterday's glory

             Yesterday's pain
                      is like a mother mourning
                   A dead child while ignoring the
                   Ones still living.

                      Its seems wiser to visit the past.
                      Returning to the future with
                     relevance
                       Restoring lost arts.
                           "Old Techniques”
                        Still require new thread.

                    Cloth left in the light too long will
                  Give into withering, fading and shredding.
                   Be about the work that now needs doing.