Weave in, My Hardy Life Walt Whitman

This ia WALT WHITMAN BEST POETRY for my view

Weave in, weave in, my hardy life, Weave yet a soldier strong and full for great campaigns to come, Weave in red blood, weave sinews in like ropes,       the senses, sight weave in, Weave lasting sure, weave day and night the weft, the warp,       incessant weave, tire not, (We know not what the use O life, nor know the aim, the end,       nor really aught we know, But know the work, the need goes on and shall go on, the death-       envelop’d march of peace as well as war goes on,) For great campaigns of peace the same the wiry threads to weave, We know not why or what, yet weave, forever weave.

Reviews

[Rene Salinas]

And intricate pallette of colours. Or like one of them indian rugs intricate designs that take a lifeime of perfection and they sell for a very high amounts of money. So is life and sure we sish it was just of positives so we could thream a light coloures tapestry of well intentioned emotions but that is just a fallacy as opposing colours are as important.

Weaving through life with an artistic expression.

Thankyou

[Rachelle]

A great tapestry, friend, to fill in every warp and weft with who you are to show what you will become.

[Benita-Staebell M - Kin..]

Beautiful my friend.



I really enjoyed this piece
of weaving of love and war it seems
like it was thinking of our Soldiers.




Thank you for sharing
God bless. Benita