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