as if we were all immortal

There is a room in Paris filled with the lady and unicorn tapestries.  

I thought about it the other day when I came across an old journal entry.    

The Musee de Cluny is a haven within the busy centre of Paris.  I visitted Paris last year with our middle daughter, Grace.   One fond memory of that trip is our hunt in the gift store of this museum for a second pillow with a unicorn done in needlepoint.  We wanted the twins to each have their own.     

I took a few photos of the tapestries and am sharing them here.  The now lost journal entry was about hope and the human spirit and how the handmade object is an expression of resilliance.    

These tapestries are so old, yet there is something forever young about them.  

as if we were all immortal in some way

ourselves enormous

in the plumed fields of light are the shapely deeds of our flesh

what grandeur

                 (words by Al Purdy, Canadian poet)

Click this link to visit about Rebecca Mezoff's visit to the Cluny museum in 2019.  She describes and gives images of each of the tapestries.