Unravelling the Tapestry
I found in my tapestry
a rare golden thread,
I began to unravel it
to see where it led
The weft that was freed
from the intricate weave,
changed the course of my life
more than I'd ever conceive
While the threads of my past
went back through the heddle,
they were detached from my present
as fate worked its treadle
The familiar tableau
that I'd known all those years,
one of struggle and sadness,
did soon disappear
As the mural was altered,
each new vignette enlightened,
the scenes became joyous
and my spirit was brightened
Now, the tituli tells of
a hopeful potential,
one of love and compassion,
perhaps, exponential
S'true that our stories, our legends
are written by fate,
but one can change the outcome,
it is never too late
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