Silver Threads
I step outside on a mild spring day
To bask in nature's rebirth,
Flowers in bloom sway in the wind
Colors and scents pervade my senses
A spider's web glisten in the sun
I gaze at it, mesmerized by its intricacy
its silver threads glimmer
As it awaits its victim patiently
Life's web can get us caught in bad situations
From that web there may be no escape
Though we may struggle to be free
It may be an addiction, a bad relationship
That may devour us and leave just a shell
Yet some may get that second chance to soar to freedom
But what of those who never did
Whose souls died in the torment of their error
Life has no guarantees
It deals us cards we can't foresee
A butterfly gets caught in the web
And it struggles to be free
Many of us are seeking freedom
from something or someone
Even the past can imprison us
Yet sometimes out of nowhere, fortune smiles on us
That second chance for freedom comes....
I snap out of my trance as the breeze caresses my face
Just as the spider moves in the butterfly escapes
Fluttering to freedom on a mild spring day
111-2-2020
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