Soul Print 

 

I’m weaving  a soul print,

The loom shuttles my choice,

Leaving the colors of a,

Mind, soul and heart.

 

Delicately woven in and out with time,

It shows love was my way,

Forgiving, listening…believing,

Were the gifts that I gave.

 

I tried to choose colors,

That were of beauty and light,

To contrast with the darkness,

The patches of  saturated night.

 

Perhaps, the pattern will be,

Shining, and calm,

Stars on a clear midnight,

Inspiring art, music… song.

 

Maybe, in places,

It will be skewed but set,

Uneven, and jagged,

A design unkempt.

 

No matter what the pattern,

The laughing tears the strife,

My life is loomed into a warm blanket,

For my loved… on that singular road called life.  

 

                                             …..Terri O.A.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

                                    The art at, top page, is Van Gogh.