Patchwork Quilt
Patchwork Quilt
Flight number 5622 from Denver to St. Louis, moves far
above the land in the cloudless skies.
Below lies a patchwork that was started by our ancestors.
There are circles, squares, rectangles, geometric designs,
and jigsaw puzzle pieces lying in what looks like a patchwork
quilt that stretches for miles upon miles.
This quilt is our lifeline.
Muted, colorful hues of green, tan, blue, brown, white,
and lavender are held together by
meandering rivers, streams, dry creek beds, roads,
highways, lakes, ponds, fences, shelterbelts,
villages, hills, canyons, towns, gullies, farms and
ranches.
At night, ribbons of light hold the quilt together.
Long strings of lights; clusters of lights, some
resembling shapes; remind us of the quilt
that lies below.
What must the spirits of our ancestors think as they look
down from above?
It has changed so much since they lived in a teepee and
killed buffalo, or came across the prairies in a covered
wagon to homestead or to seek religious freedom.
Oh wondrous patchwork quilt, you are our life-blood.
May you never wear out.
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