THE FABRIC OF LIFE
WOVEN IN A TAPESTRY OF COLOR AND TEXTURE
EACH UNIQUE WITH IT'S SUBTLE DIFFERENCES
ONE MAY BE RICH AND VIBRANT
ANOTHER ALL ETHERAL SHADES OF GRAY
SOME ARE HUNG PROUDLY LIKE BANNERS
UNFURLING AND BLOWING IN THE WIND
OTHERS ARE STARCHED AND FOLDED
KEPT IN DRAWERS FOR NO ONE TO SEE
A FEW ARE SPUN WITH SILVER AND GOLD THREAD
SILK'S AND VELVET'S, LACE AS SOFT AS A SPIDERS WEB
OTHERS ARE COTTON BROADCLOTH STRONG AS A SAIL
FLANNEL SOFT AND WARM AS A SUMMER EVENING
DENIM, FADED, BEATEN AND FRAYED
LIKE A FAVORITE PAIR OF JEANS
AND OTHERS ARE OF SACKCLOTH, DRY SCRATCHY, UNPLEASANT
WE CHOSE THE COLORS EACH DAY OF OUR LIVES
WE CHOSE THE TEXTURE EACH DAY AS WELL
SOME SO EXQUISITE THEY BELONG IN A MUSEUM
OTHERS ARE MORE FAMILIAR
WE MAY SEE MORE THAN ONE IN A DAY
YET EACH PROFOUNDLY PERSONAL
BUT DO WE NOTICE THEM?
EVEN THE MOST BEAUTIFUL ARE OFTEN IGNORED
UNOBSERVED IN ALL THEIR GRANDEUR
AND SOME OF THE GARISH AND BOLD ARE SEEN
LOUDLY THEY PROCLAIM THEIR BEING
WHILE SOME ARE SO MUTED AS TO BE SILENT WITNESSES
A FAMILY MIGHT CONTAIN ONE OR TWENTY
EACH UNIQUE AND VASTLY DIFFERENT OR CONNECTED WITH TIES THAT BIND
SOME TASSELED WITH PRIDE SOME TATTERED FROM USE
IN TIME ALL BECOME WORN AND FRAIL
MANY FRAGILE AND DELICATELY PATCHED
SOME AGE MORE RAPIDLY, THAN OTHERS
WHILE SOME REMAIN AS FRESH AND CRISP
AS A WHITE SHEET HANGING IN THE SUN TO DRY
FAINT INFLUENCES WILL ALTER EACH ONE
WITH EVERY PASSING DAY
TOMORROW, NEW THREADS ENTWINED
WITH OLD, CREATING TENDER DANCES
JOINED INTO THE WEAVE OF THE TAPESTRY OF OUR LIVES
TONY SCARPA 5/4/2018
