warp_and_weft monadh the light of the ancients fills our hearts like the spark of a flame in the cold we search out the warmth of the night songs glide down the tongue and fall from our mouths like the raindrops of a small day when dreams mingle with change and change with reason the warp and the weft and the weave of our skin your heart is your centre of hope freedom shelters therein the blood and the pulse and the spiralling flow miracle of life the twists and the turns revolutions we embrace stillness we usher 011126 ... nomme some thread to clothe my barren skin 030814 what's it to you? who go blather from