WEAVERS

                                                 Shakespeare’s Bottom is a weaver,

                                                 Spider is a weaver,

                                                 Weaver bird is a weaver

                                                  Nature and God are interwoven for ever.

                                                 Threads are woven into sarees,

Wool is knitted as sweaters,

Bamboo is braided as baskets,

Marvels of creators.

Each strand gets life by a weaver,

Ornate twine blooms from beaver,

Artefacts add more colour in the life,

Outfits get glove fit in the life.

           

Weavers are bearers; weavers are savers;

Weavers are like busy bees

Hands and fingers toil to give us honey.

God is a weaver with a string

Puppets sing/dance and plait

As the weavers hand do might

Move off, if the string do stop

                                                     God can make us hop, drop and stop

(This poem was shortlisted in the Word Weavers poetry contest in 2015 and published in their anthology.)