Tapestry of Life

I didn't get here by chance

Billions of cells that came from one began to dance

Dance and divide. Forming a body and mind

Mingling with the environment like interlacing threads

Growing and expanding, ripping and tearing

Rocking from side to side as the warp beam shakes

Shaking with excitement and distress

Neither afraid for the future or regretting the past

Safe in the knowledge that these fibers are content

This yarn must work with what it has  

This tapestry will remain imperfect

Still, these fibers are content

Some patches are so torn, so cut up

Misled, numbly trailing down the wrong direction

Asleep at the wheel

Conforming like all the other silk worms

Realization finally shakes the warp beam into consciousness

Stomach churning, bucking up the courage to mend the tearing shreds

Then it’s still, and beautiful and mended

Strong and made of steel.

I didn't get here by chance

Billions of cells that came from one began to dance

Dance and divide. Forming a body and mind

Mingling with the environment like interlacing threads

Growing and expanding, ripping and tearing

Rocking from side to side as the warp beam shakes

Shaking with excitement and distress

Neither afraid for the future or regretting the past

Safe in the knowledge that these fibers are content

This yarn must work with what it has  

This tapestry will remain imperfect

Still, these fibers are content

Some patches are so torn, so cut up

Misled, numbly trailing down the wrong direction

Asleep at the wheel

Conforming like all the other silk worms

Realization finally shakes the warp beam into consciousness

Stomach churning, bucking up the courage to mend the tearing shreds

Then it’s still, and beautiful and mended

Strong and made of steel.

This poem is about: 
Me

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