Tapestry of Ages
The labyrinth of life
Bewildering and mesmerizing
A great tapestry of time
Intricate and perilous
All we can see is the rugged path before us
As threads in the vast portrait
Delicate arms reaching out into the oblivion
Ignorant of the peril outside their sphere of comfort
Maneuvering, weaving through the portrait of time
We must push on
Trusting
Leaning
And relying
Incapable to see the future
We can only learn from the mistakes
And accomplishments of the past
As we weave our way through
The difficult, frustrating threadways of life
(I switched it around some so the meaning would be more clear)
