A quilt of feelings
Emotions knit into the
Fabric of my being
Truth, beauty, love, honor
The colors are my cornerstone
Yet ocean waves whittle away
My morality
New aspects of truth
What is so truly right and wrong
The many shades now in-between
Vast layers of hidden beauty rediscovered
Passions of love stimulated by six senses
Brain’s new chemical compositions
Owner degraded , complimented by questioning
My values so different each day
A new compromise,
A tolerance of ignorance
Ambiguity that simple do not understand
Everything too fast
Rapid the change and new language with it
Inventions supercede each other
The mind lags far behind this lightning
Change
Mutations create new species, yet many die
A new language of science, computers
Genetics
I have not learned yet. And will been superceeded
So I cover myself with the
Old patterns, my beautiful quilt
My truth, my value of beauty
My emotional involvement of love
Trying to retain some sense of balance
Lest my honor be shattered
Bombarded by the day’s deeds and
Events
I recline, pull the quilt over my body
Cover and soon fall into a
Trance – a kaleidoscope of my
Life while it lasts, a quilt of all occasions .
(For more of Arthur's poetry, see poetrypearls.com, artspoems.com, or Google "Arthur Weil Poetry Books". )
