Acceptance

God is the weaver
Our lives are the thread
Painstakingly I vie for
The power to weave
I have not the power to weave
I have not the power to weave

Spindletip glistens
It obsesses me, always
My fingertip bloody
From curse of curiosity
I have not the power to know
I have not the power to know

In retrospect, appreciate
The tapestry’s colors
I couldn’t see before
What I see clearly now
I had not the power to see
I have now the power to see

And seeing,
It is all I can do
Pay tribute to this weaver
Accept tapestry with grace, for
I have not the power to weave
I have not the power to weave.

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