The Embroidery
Induced in concentric forms
Delicately made in vibrant colors
A bond that breaks the norms
For a purpose true
To stand tall and strong
Proud of its residue
Two outcomes may be held
One that leads to mastery
And one of silent misery
Think of the Master's plan
Which kind of embroidery
Would you want to show the sun?
Speak:
The young man looked up and asked the sage, "Master, how do I become the greatest person in the world?"
With weary eyes, the sage looked down and replied, "Look at your embroidered shirt and learn from it."
Thank you for reading my poem. Follow @isaganispeaks for more poetry.
Credits to Pixabay for allowing free use of its stock photos.
Namiii. This is great poetry!
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