The lovely silky threads float on the breeze
a flag of fragility, it is a feat
Standing in the middle of nowhere
created with such precision
A nights work revealed in light and air
just one hectic flight would destroy
Set in gentle rippling motions as a flag
we have such tender fragile ties
A wonder to behold, in dark and contrast
a part of the bigger web
Eternity hangs in the balance
when we are the hectic one destroying
Can we see the silky threads which connect us
designed with care in love
A reflection of our intricate design
and our tenuous grasp here
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