Gossamer

What a twisted web is woven,

tales as sweet as spun sugar,

spinnerets weaving, connecting,

words like dreams ensnared.

Follow the garden path down,

beneath a sky of giants to

where light falls like dust upon

the delicate silken strands.

Wonder at the truths entwined there,

glowing among the shadows,

like fireflies snared between

threads of gossamer,

and tendrils of comprehension.

See galaxies sprawling within dewdrops,

branches of stars interconnected,

a universe of stories

woven to form a tapestry of illusion.

Pause to marvel at the perfection,

transfixed by its beauty,

the structure of creation,

an intertwining maze.

Climb filaments of understanding

spiraling from the center,

snip free the sticky bonds of reason,

to an awakening beyond the mind.