Spiders dancing in the breeze

up and down as on trapeze,

to and fro,

within the glow,

of sun’s rise…

gliding happily on a line,

of spun silk.

All within the web of life,

all connected…

black and white,

all together…

spinning to sew,

a net of love,

in a world of hate,

catching those

who learn too late…

to break the mold

and open the gate.

Surging out to cleanse the void,

light filled souls

sway the tide,

Now tis time

to seal our fate

with love and peace,

on this ride…

called life.