United We Stand Divided We Fall

One night in a dream, I was in a baseball stadium. People were on the field holding a large American Flag, stretched out flat. Suddenly, it ripped down the middle.

I awoke and thought of baseball as being an all-American sport and the ripped flag as being our country torn over economic, political, and social issues. Then I saw a picture in my mind of a rope weaving through grommets and uniting the torn flag back together.