Life Threads Lived Time Cut Poem by Terence George Craddock

needle stands a thin sliver of metal
window thread pierced through at top
who draws silk thread through eye?
who draws cotton thread through eye?

who draws thread through needle's eye?
what is predetermined planned chance?
who prepares threads strands of life?
who gave took life slim thread chances?

deeds are weaved through allocated days
skilled hands craft weave glorious patterns
feeble untrained hands flounder dim eyes
upon completion unexpected time cut threads...


Terence George Craddock (Afterglows Echoes Of Starlight)
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