The pattern

A villanelle is like a cable knit
The lines repeated twist ,make strong ,make warm
My  mind  is held by pattern as I sit

How can we find a subject that is fit
To spend our time to make  this unique form?
A villanelle is like a cable knit

My  mind  is held by pattern as I sit
1 and 3 repeat while 2 rhymes with
1 and 3 make strong the cabled arm

For few escape the dark, the glimpsed abyss
The patterned repetitions keep us calm
A villanelle like love is holy writ

Who hurts whom and why did Judas kiss?
King David knew the valleys ,wrote his psalms
My  mind  flows with the  patterns as I sit

From life and death and injured pride we learn
That noone who repents will suffer harm
A villanelle  from chosen words is knit
My  mind   dwells in the pattern and the wit.