Weave Worn Fabric Woven Tapestry Lives Poem by Terence George Craddock
Weave Worn Fabric Woven Tapestry Lives
elemental lives feeling moving drifting
moving with purpose stopping thinking
sometimes we are wind spreading ourselves
moving sometimes we are a tumble weed
moved rolling pausing gathering speed
we are more than an echo the call of the wild
we are life encapsulate in life littered among life
we are the edge of wildnerness seeking itself
we are sentient life seeking feeling knowing
seeking anwers in self answers to universal
questions we are motif pinned experiencial life
testifying answers to self everything we know
collected in driftwood distilled capsule lives stories
experienced heartbeat lived rarely or never told
Terence George Craddock (Afterglows Echoes Of Starlight)
Copyright © Terence George Craddock
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8/29/2026 7:12:35 PM # rel_20260827T145718Z_a0f1bd3
This is a gem that has internal as well as internal facets. It's an account of the soul moving through a mesh of natural laws, how it is forever questing and transforming it's manner of pursuit..facets
I wrote the poem 'Philosophical Seeds', inspired by my reply to a comment on my poem 'Weave Worn Fabric Woven Tapestry Lives', by the poet Denis Mair and dedicated to Denis Mair.
I wondered if you meant internal as well as internal facets? we are the wind spreading ourselves, carrying diversity weed flower tree seeds, wondering if any philosophical seed cast will flourish