The Weave

Out of the corner of thine eye,
The lucky may just spy
A corner, wisp, or twist.
All around us wraps and leads
The fabric of the Weave.

A thread for me,
A thread for you.
A knot for meeting,
A knot for leaving.
A cable for keeping.
All are found in the Weave.

By hook and by needle,
By shuttle, and by bobbin,
The Weavers guide the cloth.
Pray your Weaver
is Just and Kind.
Your fate is in their hands.