Tapestry

 Tapestry

To comprehend the threads within the weave

Look back on three millennia, retrieve 

The essence of our being's hopes and fears

Threaded through the lives and all the years

Took a toll on me I've yet to face

As heart begins the final leg of race

I've wrestled with the marching grip of time

T fought the beast in words of prose and rhyme

Another life in which the heart transcends

From days of youth, in which the loving mends

It should be coming closer as we march

Past the dimwit stage of pain and parch

As love's fulfilled in youth, the final stage

Humanity, at last, will come of age

So many things that still remain unknown

That only can become, to human, blown

Into a shape that fills and touches sky

Providing riddles' answers on the fly

That burst of incandescence that did burn

Throughout my life, but broke at every turn

Confronting, as I did, the lonely fact

That I was not insane but, still, in tact

While, to the world at large, it seemed I cracked

No one there, at all, that had my back

Ahhh, but now, I see it clear as day

That rhoetry will have the final say

A toll in which a loving life can play

No need remains to hear the jackass bray

As words begin to flow with clarity

As man, with woman, reaches parity

Sanity can spread throughout the race

At last, that I can hold my love in place

As love, at last, is taken for a ride

Sanity can spread both far and wide

To every corner of both time and space

Within the bones of all the human race

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It staggers me to realize, at this juncture, that my existence has been both a blessing and a curse - for me.  To realize, while everyone else is blithering along, that there is something deeply wrong with humanity that can be corrected with such little trouble, to be the only one that has a penchant for clarity, to realize there is only one riddle that counts, is both a burden and an unmatched joy that causes revel like no other.  The bane of men must be confronted for humanity to gain its sanity.  Until then, the monkey remains in charge, braying like a jackass.

That the revel had to be savoured alone in this lifetime is the same.  A blessing and a curse.  Yin and Yang comes to mind.

(pre)Humanity has misunderstood everything.  

        I am  finally very happy to say I am not part of the herd in any way.  It's always been true but it has been much more difficult for me to accept until now.

        I don't think this rhoem will require mods.