I am a tapestry

 

I am not finished nor will be,

I am a tapestry.

A soul that drifts in this body,

It is my prodigy.

 

I blend with you as much I can,

Within this short life span.

But what is done when time is done,

Same soul new life begun.

 

Each time I see so differently,

For all eternity.

Picture perfect,  don’t want to be!

Unseen means more to me.

 

So when you look upon my flesh,

A mere camouflage mesh.

Behold and see what is beyond,

The soul that laced this bond.

 

No; religion, gender or race,

Just purity and grace.

I am not finished nor will I be,

I am a tapestry.

~Melody 

Reviews

[Mark]

...and what IS a tapestry after all, but a thousand strands, woven together so that certain parts show and certain parts are concealed. Is that not what EVERY human life is? The real question, one which you seem well on the way to addressing, is: "Is the picture that is revealed by your weaving the picture that the Master Weaver would have you represent?"--"An ever-lasting vision/ Of the ever-changing view" Very well put, Melody!

[Alistair (Ali)]

I understand where you are coming from!..a pleasure to read!

[hopelessromantic]

i love it :)

[Neva Flores Smith - Cha..]

Wonderful read Melody.........I am not finished nor will I EVER be...........I am a work of exceptional art that grows each day and becomes more beautiful with time. XX

[Distant horizons]

perfectly captured.

[Enid Blake]

How true.
An engaging piece of writing Melody.

[Veronica Chandler]

Wonderfully evocative piece; it sends my spirit on a quest to explore the fabric of my own tapestry. So rich, so full of texture, contrast and color your work is delightfully soulful.

[Kimberly "Melody" Carney]

Thank you for your kind words.

[Veronica Chandler]

Your welcome...it was my pleasure.

[Amila Jay]

Beautiful piece of writing =)

[Mockingbird]

very profound perspective ourselves. it is true everything is only temporary but we should find the soul in ourselves and our loved ones. great poem.