The Web

The best feeling

Is walking into a spider web

It’s interwoven lines cast over

My face

Like a fisherman

Of the woods.

Emotions flood

A hot flash courses through

My entirety

Is entranced

in an unsymmetrical dance

To cast off

The webs.

Pause.

Think.

Remain in the moment of

The web.

Remember

It is nature’s signal.

That this path,

The very one you tread,

Has been untouched

Untraveled.

Oh, explorer.

Embrace this gift

Of nature.

Befriend the spider and

remain still in

The web.

Michael Carney