Sacred Signposts
Poems From The Porch
The masterpieces of tiny spiders adorn the field,
revealed in their glory by the morning sun.
All was cloaked in a delicate mist
when first I sat to drink in the day.
Now the air is clear and vibrant with light.
The masterpieces of tiny spiders adorn the field,
revealed in their glory by the morning sun.
All was cloaked in a delicate mist
when first I sat to drink in the day.
Now the air is clear and vibrant with light.