Grief Untitled 5

The web is spun
Dropping

 

 

 

 

 

 

Down

 

 

From a branch
Delicate

 

 

Fly diagonal
To the green
Leaf landing

 

 

Up

 

To a twig

 

So frail barely

 

Holding silk

Fiber

 

 

Diagonal again
To the beginning

Again clockwise

Slowly forming
Symmetry

 

Long lengths

Shortening
Into
A thing of beauty

Trembling from an air kiss
Woven out of firefly dreams

 

Dew drops form

 

Hung like diamonds
Perfect pattern
Unique
Beauty found

You run so fast
Through the web

Only fragments
Drift behind you

I cannot mend

or call you back
Drifting in wind
You are gone

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