Taking Up The Thread

by Lynne Dhenson (hycnthblue@aol.com)

Archive: On m_a, please.

Categories: Poetry, Point of View, Drama

Rating: PG

Spoilers: TPM (but set pre-TPM)

Summary: "Often, thinking to knot one thread, we tie another." (_Les_Miserables_, Victor Hugo (transl.))

Feedback: All sorts welcomed and appreciated.

Disclaimer: SW:TPM's characters are George Lucas', and very emphatically not mine.

My young one, have I wakened you?
Forgive my outcry; go you back to sleep;
  the night is passing still;
  you should in slumber be until
the day breaks into morning true.
(I do refuse to let you see me weep.)
  Close then your searching eyes;
  disturb no more the air with sighs
of worry (nor do you now need
to see the visions that upon me fell
  --of you, in grief, and with
  a golden child, born half of myth--
Who is the child? Where does this lead?
Whate'er may be, I vow to keep this knell
  from sounding; I will find
  him, watch him--leave these dreams behind.)
Rest now (I must pursue this seed
unto its source. Until then)...all is well.