Threads of Time - Weaving Moments into a Tapestry of Life - Poem Lyrics in English
In the loom of existence, we all play our part,
Weaving moments together, a work of fine art.
Threads of time, they dance and they twine,
Creating a tapestry, uniquely thine.
Each day a new color, a shade to explore,
From sunrise to sunset, and even more.
In laughter and tears, in joy and in strife,
We add to the fabric, the story of life.
The past, like a thread, runs deep and strong,
A foundation of memories where we all belong.
The present, a thread, so vibrant and bold,
It's where our truest stories unfold.
The future, a thread, still waiting to be,
A canvas of dreams, a mystery at sea.
But in this grand tapestry, we find our place,
A timeless creation, woven with grace.
So cherish each moment, each thread that you find,
For in this grand design, we're all intertwined.
Threads of time, they connect you and me,
Weaving a tapestry of life's tapestry.
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| Threads of Time - Weaving Moments into a Tapestry of Life - Poem Lyrics in English |
In the loom of existence, we each take our place,
Threads of time, weaving with grace.
Moments like silk, delicate and fine,
Interwoven, a tapestry divine.
With every breath, the shuttle we guide,
Through days of joy and nights we bide.
Golden strands of laughter, bright and clear,
Twisted with threads of sorrow, ever near.
In the warp and weft, our stories entwine,
A complex design, both yours and mine.
Each choice we make, a color to behold,
In the grand design, a story to be told.
The tapestry grows, with each passing year,
Capturing our love, our hope, our fear.
Embracing the past, and what lies ahead,
Threads of time, in patterns we've spread.
So, let us weave with purpose and care,
Threads of compassion, and moments rare.
For in the end, when our tapestry's unfurled,
It's the love we've woven, that defines our world.
In the loom of existence, we all play a part,
Threads of time weaving, from the very start.
Each moment a fiber, each choice a design,
In the grand tapestry of life, we intertwine.
The past, a rich pattern of trials and delight,
With threads of sorrow and threads of light.
Lessons we've learned, and memories we've sown,
In the intricate fabric, we've beautifully grown.
The present, a thread that's always in hand,
A chance to create, to shape and expand.
With choices we make, with love and with strife,
We craft our own threads in the tapestry of life.
The future, uncertain, a canvas untamed,
Yet we hold the shuttle, and we're not ashamed.
To weave dreams and hopes, with all of our might,
Into the masterpiece that's taking flight.
Each thread is a moment, a story to share,
With colors of joy, or burdens we bear.
Together, we create this beautiful scene,
In the threads of time, where we all convene.
So cherish each moment, embrace every day,
For the threads of time don't pause or delay.
We're weavers of life, in this grand design,
Threads of time weaving, forever entwined.
