Weightless Tapestry

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Theirs is a strange art, the weaving of Air and sound into a weightless tapestry hanging in the church, a vibrating cloth free of sorrows that clothes men with God's love



Strange, strange is the shuttle of sound that moves In and out, out and in around the key thread of beats in time, that time that he draws to weave a cloth of sound for another



This is the strangest art, weaving of time



and sound into a cloth one cannot feel with the hands; we can only touch It with the ears and soul. A rime Is a poor needle with which to thread such



A cloth. How can such a needle seal ?

Submitted: June 10, 2018

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Theirs is a strange art, the weaving of

Air and sound into a weightless tapestry

hanging in the church, a vibrating cloth free

of sorrows that clothes men with God's love

?

Strange, strange is the shuttle of sound that moves

In and out, out and in around the key

thread of beats in time, that time that he

draws to weave a cloth of sound for another

?

This is the strangest art, weaving of time

?

and sound into a cloth one cannot feel

with the hands; we can only touch

It with the ears and soul. A rime

Is a poor needle with which to thread such

?

A cloth. How can such a needle seal ?


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