No wider than a needle eye is the opening of circumstances,

Sufficient to let the threads of life inserted through

 By hands of joy and sorrow —

 Life’s tapestries are spun with threads of pain and pleasure —

  Part smooth and part rough —

  A motley of order and confusion that we wear upon ourselves.




Awesome! And thanks for connecting. Incidentally, as you might be aware, I am a novelist, with three novels to my credit, titled, ALL ABOUT BRIAN, THE LION AND THE SUN, BETTER LAZTE THAN NEVER. Please join my network and keep up the good work.

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