Threads of Life

Life is like a carpet, threads tangled in your hand

You pull one loose, another slips, trying to understand

Every color tells a story, every knot a secret kept

Through the shadows and the sunlight, all the promises we’ve wept

Weaving in, weaving out, the pattern starts to show

Every scar, every smile, every high and low

Threads of life, pull me close, let me see

All the woven pieces of who I’ll be

Through the dark, through the light, through the endless fight

Life is a carpet, and I’m learning the design tonight

Footsteps press the fibers, leaving prints behind

Memories like stains, some cruel, some kind

I try to fix the holes, stitch over the pain

But some patterns break, and some remain

Weaving in, weaving out, I never choose alone

Every choice, every chance, every seed I’ve sown

Threads of life, pull me close, let me see

All the woven pieces of who I’ll be

Through the dark, through the light, through the endless fight

Life is a carpet, and I’m learning the design tonight

Some threads fade into silence, some shimmer in the sun

I am the weaver and the carpet, the damage and the undone

Every twist, every turn, every loss I survived

The tapestry of my story keeps me alive

Threads of life, pull me close, let me see

All the woven pieces of who I’ll be

Through the dark, through the light, through the endless fight

Life is a carpet, and I’m learning the design tonight

Weave in… weave out… the story is mine…