A Piece of Sky For Me

My heart leaps a bit at this sparkle of tears Created by raindrops against her gossamer threads An ordinary spider has created this beauty. Thunderstorm madness takes nothing away. I sigh at her beauty, She holds a place for me We are true to our selves, This dazzling wet web and I. Out of the mist a mockingbird sings Bursting with enthusiasm Somewhere in the corner of rain. Neither of us move, both holding our ground. A piece of sky for me A sparkle for her Uplifting each other away from the crowds Reverent silence glistens and keens I weep at the beauty An ordinary spider web And yet… Extraordinary in every way I will never again be the same. Entangled and entranced By this beauty of an everyday thing.