I am weaving colours with threads from the loom

Creating some brightness in a world full of gloom

Picking and choosing the colours that blend

Choosing which thoughts my heart wants to send

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I choose not to stand in a box full of dark

Where Tyranny’s rule is fast becoming stark

In a reality driven, by Fear and in Greed

I choose instead to plant coloured seeds

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So, the warp and the weft I carefully place

For it’s the foundation on which we allow God’s Grace

To overcome the tangles of threads we each hold

We first have to weave firmly, connecting our souls.

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Over and Under and over again, goes the shuttle of life

None of us perfect, as we navigate strife

Each of us learning and growing as one

As the blanket is weaved, we have only just…