In the softness of dawn, fresh and new,
A tapestry woven in warmth and in light
I gather the voices of those who sing
Woven together in time and in space.

I weave dreams from the depths of space
I weave them gently into fabrics of abundance
Threads of starlight shimmer and dance,
Each one a story, a whispered chance.
The green heart of the planet into the foundation,
Roots entwined in life’s celebration,
Emerald forests breathe deep and wide,
Nature's embrace, our constant guide.
I gather the whispers of the morning dew,
In the softness of dawn, fresh and new,

With each drop, a promise on petals laid,
Coloring the world in gentle cascade.
The blue sea into the sky above the shore,
Tides of dreams that endlessly pour,
Each wave a soft laugh, a tear so bright,
Reflecting our hopes in the shimmering light.
I stitch the clouds with threads of grace,
Paint the horizon with the sun’s warm embrace,
Golden rays weave through shadows and night,
A tapestry woven in warmth and in light.

The mountains stand tall, guardians of time,
Their rugged faces tell stories sublime,
I gather their echoes, carved in stone,
Whispering secrets of ages unknown.
In valleys lush where the rivers flow,
I blend their currents, the pulse of the slow,
Each ripple a tale of a journey begun,
A quest for connection, for many as one.
The laughter of children, the joy they bring
I gather the voices of those who sing,

With notes woven in fabric, soft as a sigh,
A chorus of dreams that dance through the sky.
The moon drapes her silver over the land,
As night’s gentle blanket is lovingly planned,
I gather the stars, each shining bright,
To weave into dreams that linger each night.
Together we breathe, the universe whole,
Each life entwined, a story to toll,
In the loom of existence, we find our place,
Woven together in time and in space.

Tomaž Jevšenak