Web of Dreams



Woven with quiet artistry

Up

Down

Across

A fragile tapestry

from doorway to eaves

Fierce in its delicacy

Each translucent

silken strand

a lifeline

to which we cleave

Clinging

Shimmering

Holding fast

in the shifting breeze

Until swept away

with heavy handed carelessness

So casually

the beauty is undone

Leaving

tattered and torn

only shattered strands

A broken web of dreams


~Teri~