I am a Skilled Weaver Lyrics

Thread by thread upon my loom, each pattern comes to a light

Some colors help the tapestry bloom, while others dim its might

The fabric must be strong and true before its tail can shine

Years of wisdom taught me who should cross this grand design

Not every thread that catches eyes deserves to join this weave

Some strands would make the pattern lines, while others help achieve

The weaver's touch has learned to feel which threads will truly bind

Test each strand and check each line, wisdom as we weave

Some patterns will combine, while others must leave

Weaver's wisdom shows me clear which thread should stay or go

Not every pattern rising here is meant for me to know

Each crossing must support the whole of what we're crafting now

Some threads simply won't control, while others show us how

I am the master of this loom

Thread by thread

Know which threads bring bloom

Should fade away

Some strands fit, while others fall

That's how patterns grow

When you're master of it all, you choose what shows

Choose what show the weave threads go

Each warning brings new threads to face, new patterns to survey

Some colors need a certain grace, while others slip away

The wisdom lies in testing each new strand that we might use

For in this art that we must teach, some threads we must refuse

Like reading strength in silk and wool, we learn which yawns to trust

The master knows which threads to pull and which will turn to dust

Through careful study year by year, the pattern grows more pure

Not every thread that seeks to join should stay within this weave

The wisdom of the shuttle's line shows what we receive

For in the balance of each thread, true beauty will appear

When wisdom guides what lies ahead, the pattern becomes clear

Some colors fade beneath the string, while others hold their light

But wisdom knows which ones remain to keep our weaving right

I am the master of this loom

Day by day

In which threads spring blue

In which it fades away

Some strands fit while others fall

That's how patterns grow

When you're master of it all, you choose what shows

Choose what show the weave threads go

With steady hands upon these threads, each choice becomes more clear

Some patterns serve as wisdom's beds, while others disappear

The knowledge of the craft has shown what time has always known

In this space where beauties grow, true mastery's shown

The pattern guides our careful way through every twist and turn

Not every thread that comes today should stay for what we learn