Tapestry

Sort of a neat little ramble about the nature of Fate and Time. Ever play a computer game called Loom?

Skeins of raveling thread.
A Tapestry so vast it's hard to see...
Every color ever imagined woven into it--
One single Pattern.
Would you take up the distaff of the Fates?
Would Clotho spin her threads for you,
Or Lachesis measure?
Would Atropos lend you her shears?
For Time is torn,
Existence is rent asunder
Chaos' great scythe ripped the Pattern apart.
Choose--fall through, or transcend
You won't defeat her,
Frightening horned demon Chaos!
Could you spin the sound,
Weave the song,
That would mend the hole in the Tapestry?