Living Life With a Touch of Pathos

Life a beautiful woven tapestry Silken threads running through a brocade Day in and day out we sweat and toil To the rhythm of the day The painter with his brush strokes strives To bring meaning out of the canvas Different colours he tries to mix and match Till the poster comes to life Times of sorrow, times of joy All allotted to us Time for living, time for dying Set aside by the clock The maker views life from a prism Seeing the different colours caused by refraction Sits back and watches in satisfaction The game of creation unfolding before his eyes