In the grand tapestry of life's journey
Where threads of moments intertwine
The heart of all is the golden needle
Which weaves the eternal fabric of our time

With each step we take each choice we make
A pattern forms beneath our very feet
It is the dance of duty love and nothing fake
Where destiny and wills truly entreat

We nurture dreams within our grasp
Like seeds in fertile earth we sow
With tender care and watchful eyes
They bloom and grow and overflow

Responsibility a silent guardian
Walks beside us hand in hand
A beacon in the fog of doubt
On the ever-shifting sand

We till the fields of hope and fear
Where joy and sorrow cries so high
And in our hearts the seeds of truth
Take root indeed and blossom by just a sigh

We bear the weight of every word
Of promises made of trust bestowed
In every heartbeat every breath
We are honor bound by this eternal code

The journey is long the load is vast
Yet within its hold we find our grace
For in the end it is not the prize we seek
But the journey which ever yields to our embrace

© Damian T Hallan