Needle

How to turn a needle into a fish:

Weaving between threads of colour
Darting under waves of cloth
Shimmer through smothering blue
If you could grow another slitted eye
A tail of strength
Thread abandoned
You could swim the soft gathered river
Like swimming clouds that stitch
A little love song under the woven moon
My little fish with silvered scales
A living needle, bright
Born
Breathed life
Animate the tapestry
I see you shine