Sunday, November 10, 2013


When sorrow
with each weft
borrows thread
to its last till the break.

Last of the yarn
needs deft hands
of Master Weaver

to be re-joined to the spindle.

On this, the quiet side of tomorrow
expert eyes shall examine
the shroud and wonder

at the price that none but the Weaver knows.

Hunched over
he continues to weave
warp then weft.

The fabric slowly coming to life.

Author: Jims Varkey