Be knot a frayed.

(title updated: 4/7/07:-)

I sort through old, whole suitors.
Salvaging the great scraps, I toss the rest into a heap behind me.
The colors, hues, and varied textures bring tears of joy and pain while I reminisce on the memories of how I wore each one.
Fabrics frayed, care labels worn thin and often ignored.
I search through my spools of wisdom, prayers and holy texts for the right threads to peace it all together.
God has a purpose for this full closet and ragged me.
Retrospective studies sort through caresses, detect sincere words, hesitant gazes, bold statements, tones used to mask sensitive nerves and egos, and unravel errors in judgment.
Slowly, carefully, thimbles and cautionary tools are gathered in preparation for this new love quilt that is stitched by times' efforts of pushing through thick layers of belief patterns.

C.A. Paige©April 2007
**Note: The beautiful covering on the bed in the photo was created by my sister C.A.Paige2:-)