Shadows bless the night As we huddle tighter Sharing a sacred journey Adversity piles upon us at times But our human nature screams Survival at all costs If I reached out my hand Would you accept If I humbled myself at your feet Would you stay Or would you run Afraid and confused of your own reflection Cotton candy As sweet as spice Exquisitely the spider weaves her Majestic web As we weave our stories with the threads of time illuminated in the heavens for those who have gone before us Be it a simple question of time Of misunderstandings Or lost promises We will return In circles we spiral upwards Holding onto the very thread that bore our bodies from dust and turned them into the stars I see within your eyes You are my muse You are all and everything Without means words donβt flow Feelings stay intombed And my body will return to dust before it betrays you
Some poems are just woven into the fabric of who we are