Nikolai Tarasuk

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We are the weavers, you and I,
Who tend the looms with ease;
The rainbow strands we pick and try,
Always the eye to please. Cascades of filaments align—
...

Two hands that once in their palms
Held the world I no longer know:
Gnarled, distorted phalanges augment
The natural road maps of my life;
...

Candles
I will light in
Faraway lands hallowed
By monks; I pray you'll fly away
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Weavers

We are the weavers, you and I,
Who tend the looms with ease;
The rainbow strands we pick and try,
Always the eye to please. Cascades of filaments align—
See the warp threads emboss!
At angles right the woof they cross,
Icons to make of twine. As slides the shuttle to and fro,
Muted trills softly go;
Then scan the tapestry we try,
The broken ends to tie. Yes, dexterous, we the weavers be,
The looms we tend with care
To weave the fabrics fine and fair
For everyone to see. The threads of life are ours to choose,
To weave and wisely use;
Sheer threads of love we interlace
To bond and hold in place. 5-7-97
Medina, New York

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