Ribbons in the wind
Someone else's fabric
Yearning for, grasping
Elusive, beyond touch
Dangling threads
Someone else's tapestry
Pull together, make complete
Fleeting, never whole
Glimpses of shadows
Someone else's vision
Clothe in light, perfection
Gray haziness, falling short
My loose ends
My fabric, my tapestry, my vision
Final destination, greater reality
But still loose ends never giving way
That was a wonderful poem. I really enjoyed mulling it over in my head and turning over each word. Very true and deep. Thank you so much for sharing.
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Poetry really isn't my strength, but I might give it a try from time to time.
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