Fabric of Life...Poetry

I wear my poetry
Like a panther wears its fur

It is the fabric of my existence
Paper is the thread
The beginning of procreation

Its threads like
Strands of gold
Woven into words
Of imagery

My pen be the needle
That weaves my words
Into form

The shape of life
Like the first breath given to man
In the beginning……..
There
Was
The
WORD
And the WORD was
So
As in its infiniteness
I AM
Eternal
For I
AM
The
WORD
And the word
Be the skin that I wear

And I wear it fierce fully
Like my flesh
That adheres to my tissue and bone
We are inseparable
Indivisible
Unattainable
Like the sand that passes
Through my hands
Beyond comprehension

Like words of the Most High
Brought creation to all in existence
So do words
Bring creation to my being

Poetry be the fabric
That shields my nakedness

Poetry be the Fabric
That brings me and all that I AM

To LIFE

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