Tapestry of Love


A weaving of peoples,
of colors galore.
Togetherness with love,
of servanthood evermore.

The weaving of times,
the meshing of dreams.
For all to be one,
so difficult it seems.

The weaving of talents
has been our call.
A precious gift from God,
to be shared with all.

The weaving of thoughts,
of burdens to share,
of troubles made lighter,
by the offers to bare.

The weaving we see,
odds and ends from above.
This picture God's made?
A tapestry of love....

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