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!

[Dr. Wood ?]

Quite lovely this, you have woven an intricate pattern of life....You've got a friend...

[Raven Starhawk]

So well done. I am actually stunned. I don't know what to say or if I can even speak/write at all. I have added this to my favorites and general reading and that third thing I can never remember. >.> I am senile sometimes, but anyways I loved this.

[lee von cleef]

If you will just keep writing I will quit.P S no one gets a 100, "the hell they don't"

[Hope]

Again I loved it you are one wonderful writer and I just love reading your poems!!

[Jordan A. Wilson]

i love your style

[Cole Hayley]

Composed masterfully of course, a brillant piece about being at peace. Steller work once again melody.

[Pi Cee]

Positively loved this. Especially that last stanza.

[Tate Morgan]

No; religion, gender or race,

Just purity and grace.

I am not finished nor will I be,

I am a tapestry.


This is the best part i always leave the best for last Ill talk later on the road today

[Dean Kuch®]

Our psyche is forever being composed by those which touch our lives. But it is an ongoing work, a novella never truly completed, lyrics never put to music, a symphony with many maestros. And we continue to grow, constantly rejoicing in the newness of it all...
Wonderful work!

[afra]

very beautiful and deep .....well done