This poem is about my friend Annie who was diagnosed with an illness that was to leave her unable to walk as well as blind. She was soon unable to work, but wanted to be self sufficient so she learned to make jewelry by weaving hemp necklaces and bracelets. She also weaves purses and skull caps. Other than presorting (by color) the various bits of glass, stone or pendants used to string on the necklaces, she works entirely by feel. After 10 years, many major surgeries and with a very determined will, she is still able to walk, can still see and has opened her own shop. I love to sit and visit with her at her shop as she never stops weaving while we talk. I rarely see her look at the materials she is using and she smiles constantly. She blesses visitors with the gift of a joyous heart and is an inspiration. She has a gift for discerning what jewelry pieces would "fit" a person as the person is described to her. I have had pieces made for loved ones and let her choose the design and materials for each. Every recipient of these items has said that the colors and styles have been very unique and very much "them".
Annie sings the beauty
into whispers full of light
Annie sings the baubles
into visions of delight
Threading, threading, threading;
Annie’s fingers never stop,
while smiling, talking, giving gifts...
won’t you come to Annie’s shop?
Look and see, touch and feel,
twirl pretties round and round.
Give a listen to it all,
‘tis the song of Annie’s sound.
“Sound?” you say, “I heard it not!”
Oh, I say that it is so.
It is the sound of Annie’s heart -
the sound of this I know.
Is it for love and beauty -
the treasure that you seek?
Should you doubt the choice of it
give Annie just a peek
of who and what is in your heart
- of all you hold so dear -
hearing is a form of art;
Annie listens well...it’s clear.
When her fingers start to fly
with hemp and glass and stone
see that what she makes for you
is a creation much your own.
Annie’s song is joined with yours -
rhythm, tone and note,
a joyous jeweled symphony,
that you and Annie wrote.
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