Theme: NoTheme

Silk Thread Spun

Silk thread spun, a cocoon is born
Out of it's being, it becomes complete
We spin a cocoon, not unlike the worm
Life's fleeting moments to other's are seen
Our being, offered to humanity
A tapestry woven from our strife
Un-trampled spirit within its shell,
Loose the bond of the cocoon,
For man, leaving a mother's womb.
Silkworm listens to its destiny
Man reaching for infinity
It's masterpiece worth it's weight in gold

26-Aug-2000

More By  :  Maria Reed-Shore

Views: 1404     Comments: 0


Name *
Email ID
Comment *
Verification Code*

Can't read? Reload

Please fill the above code for verification.