Is there a thread that binds and ties…
an artist to his soul

Does it thin or thickly mend,
to come apart or tightly hold

Is it there to patch the deepest tear,
with the essence of its form

Does its very nature reattach,
when in fury it is torn

Will it stitch a quilt of memories,
from a past that’s ripped and frayed

Can it hem the truth within arms reach
—when again we’ve lost our way

(Villanova Pennsylvania: September, 2016)