My life has been a tapestry of rich and royal hue
An everlasting vision of the ever-changing view
A wondrous, woven magic in bits of blue and gold
A tapestry to feel and see, impossible to hold.
An everlasting vision of the ever-changing view
A wondrous, woven magic in bits of blue and gold
A tapestry to feel and see, impossible to hold.
“Tapestry” by Carol King (excerpt)
No, not impossible. Together we are interwoven threads of beauty. Leaving out unique textures and threads would be an injustice.
Feeling cold? Embrace the warmth of human kind’s tapestry.
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