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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
WEAVERS ALL, by EMILY M. SCHENACH
First Line: Like weavers at a loom we stand
Last Line: By love, transformed to cloth of gold.
Subject(s): Weavers And Weaving
First Line: Like weavers at a loom we stand
Last Line: By love, transformed to cloth of gold.
Subject(s): Weavers And Weaving
Like weavers at a loom we stand
With flying shuttle in our hand.
We weave in colors bright and gay --
Perchance, we weave, at times, in grey.
And, fine or coarse, the choice of thread
Is ours, by which the loom is fed.
We weave in strands of faith and prayer
And strands of hope and dark despair.
And scattered all the way along
We weave in tears and bits of song.
With purpose high the pattern grows.
A slothful mind the weaving slows.
Yet aught we feed the loom of life
Of things ignoble. Hate and strife
Shall be offset, if with each strand
We weave in love with lavish hand.
Men find the pattern -- when unrolled --
By love, transformed to cloth of gold.
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