Poem: The Great Weaver

Threads of time and place...


This ever present gift of time, a cloak we weave
Threads of many textures ever to conceive
Woven be the thoughts of love, peace and pleasure
And known be the blessings, a cloak of silken treasure
And if there be a torn and tattered cloak to bare
Know I the GREAT WEAVER with weft and warp of ever present care
With silver threads of light and golden threads of love
Weave HE will, a cloak of crowning grace, the firmament above.

Rose Marie Raccioppi
Poet Laureate
Orangetown, New York

Sky, photo, ©Cindy Dyer, 2009.

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