Wm Paul Poet Free verse

Today, 10-4-67

I am a weaver of wisdom
And words and wit.
I am a weaver of minds.
All that come to me I mend,
I console and find.
I am a weaver of deeds and thought,
Of times past and to come.
All that leave me are whole.
That is the way you find,
Go by the sea of peace,
I am a mender of broken minds,
I am a weaver of souls.
I thread the needle and sew the wound,
And bind the twine that holds us to ourselves.
And the others go their way,
To find a weaver of death,
Follow the way that is not clear to destruction.
A cancer of hope that does fill 
The heart and soul and mind am I.
I am the weaver.

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