"Master Weaver"

A Poem from the Collective Works of Clara A. Treat

THIS LIFE BECOMES A TAPESTRY WE WEAVE
EACH STRAND A FACET OF EMOTION
GOLDEN THREADS OF LOVE RUN THROUGH
GLEAMING WITH EACH MEASURE OF DEVOTION

THOUGH MUNDANE TASKS WE MUST ATTEND
THESE BUT BECOME THE DARKER HUES
OF BACKGROUND WHICH OUR HOPES TRANSCEND

TIL AT LAST THE MASTER CALLS
TO BID US QUIT THE LOOM
WE LEAVE THE WORLD A WORK OF ART
OR SOME POOR THING FOREVER LOST IN GLOOM