Fragile

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