acncient weaves

Ancient weave so old and worn
550 BC they found it torn
Dust and threads from time's own hand
A story told from distant land

Colors faded tales untold
Mysteries in each crease unfold
Histories of a world gone by
In patterns where old secrets lie

Oh the stories a carpet keeps
Through the ages a heartbeat leaps
Whispers from an ancient time
In each fiber a silent rhyme

Threads of gold and fibers brown
Kingdoms lost foundations found
Echoes through the silent night
In that tapestry of light

Hands that wove with care and grace
Now are shadows time won't erase
Silent witness in each thread
Speaking of the lives they led

Oh the stories a carpet keeps
Through the ages a heartbeat leaps
Whispers from an ancient time
In each fiber a silent rhyme