The Grand Tapestry of Life.

Putting in the pieces.

As I sit here contemplating the chaos that
surrounds me,
my thoughts drift to happier
days to when the sons' of man wandered aimlessly
under cloudless skies.

Where bare feet trod new paths with every step.
Lush vegetation covered the fertile earth

with a thick carpet of green broken only by a
myriad brightly coloured flowers
that gave off the heady
sweet aroma of paradise.
The warm air was alive with abundant activity.

The gentle sound of bees droning as they went about their business collecting nectar fit for Man or Gods.

All manner of insects did their
part in the creation that is Mother Nature's splendiferous design.
We are each in our own way just a piece in the
eternal and beautiful mosaic of life.

It matters not that you be dull,

or brightly coloured.

We each of us fit somewhere in the grand tapestry of life.

Anthony W Allsop © 2008