The Thread.

The eye is so small,it's hard to find sometimes,
Especially when light is dim.
Yet somehow I get through.
Each day ,my differing colours or shades
Compliment the whole.
So many ups and downs I take,
But with a sharp guide to take the strain.
With perfection of tension,
I become a work of art.
Not just The Thread.

Reviews

[navya]

Very nice imagination I liked it

[Dean]

your work is a testimony to your faith

[Linda Marie Van Tassell]

I love the simplistic truth of this poem, your words woven together in a fine tapestry. Each word is carefully constructed so as to contribute to the whole, much like the thread within a work of art.

Nice job!

[Green]

I liked how this was written almost as if from the perspective of the thread. The unique perspective complimented the message. Good write.