The weaver of words

the weaver of words  (for P.K.)

he harvests colours of sky and sea
weaving shades of dawn and noon
into a tapestry
threading apricot and blues
-turquoise, sapphire, indigo-

but while the mesh grows on his loom
and he has seen
he feels his way further, deeper
where in the unknown
he finds filigreed words

for us to see

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About lorianapauli

Born in Italian speaking Ticino/Switzerland. Lived all my life in different parts of that very country till I found my way "home", where I truly belong > the 'Long Island'.
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One Response to The weaver of words

  1. direcleit says:

    Reblogged this on Pàdruig's Woven Words and commented:
    humbled…

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