Parachute

With tears in my eyes I sew your parachute
I knot the ropes with intricate care
You comfort me as I double-stitch the seams
I pray to avoid rip and tear

It was easier to don my own backpack
The worry of failure in another’s hands
So different to be the maker of a parachute
To know you are the creator of plans

The adventurers of earth have amnesia
We land in a world cloaked in pain
Chained by our ancestors’ confusion
We embrace every fear—let love reign

Thank you for stitching my parachute
Each excruciating step of the mind
Delving deep into the miasma of humanness
Healing every lie that you find

‘You are enoughYou are worthy’ the wind whispers
Taking the needle in hand a great feat
Trusting the maker of your parachute is easy
Sewing your brother’s is the triumph that we seek

We are One, We are All, feel the connection
A stitch for you, a stitch for me, a garment made
Feel the healing of the fabric beneath your fingers
You are the tailor of your healing for which you’ve prayed.