In Life All Loom A Tapestry Of Thoughts Poem by Terence George Craddock

every mind every morning rising wakes;
to new day choices; upon waking we can smile;
breathe in a breath of life; ready for new day wonders;
an attitude of joy expectation or disaster strife;
some grimace choose to wake; into expectation anger;
bitter calamity strife; some wake with joy to embrace;
music laughter facing any day; if a crisis occurs;
with a problem solving plaster; to reset remake;

recreate their mind;
set perpetual happy ever after;
every mind wakes;
into daily potential new day expectations;
will loom shuttle thoughts;
positive in bright weave colours;

or rat traps itself into not luminosity;
but dull drab mediocrity corners;
spin not threads of grey into the day;
all is choice we are dust motes;
particles of dust seen in a shaft of light;
flowing through a thin crack in a wall;
mystic may watch particles of dust dance;
cosmology on energized invisible strings;

pulsating impossibly in relief;
against cosmic curtained shadows;
highlighted in undulating unbroken beam;
defying contemplation we tread our individual paths;
'every mind is blessed with its own loom,
ceaselessly making its own fabric of thought'

artist poet musician author may wake;
blessed with radiant light clear vision sight;
streaming waves of creative eagerness;
gifting gossamers of spun shifting light;
reworked shared experiential community sight;
a cosmos of possibilities take wing flight;


Terence George Craddock (Afterglows Echoes Of Starlight)
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