Net

In a far of place
As yet mostly unexplored
Two green ponderous eyes
Appear through thick foliage
They watch
With great intensity
As a spider
Busily weaves
Laying out its table
To catch its passing breakfast
And is soon satisfied
As a moth
Haphazardly
Crashes into the silk tapestry
The eyes blink knowingly
The green eyes
Then appear
At the waters side
There are some men
On small skiffs
Casting their nets
And within a few moments
They are pulling in
Flapping fish
The green eyes blinks
Waves
Then fades
Into the shades
The boy with the green eyes
Wanders along a forest path
He is pondering
Over what he has witnessed
And as he is approaching
The nearby village
To share his discoveries
He is suddenly
Pulled into the air
And finds himself
Caught in a trap
Of ropes
He now knows
How the moth, and fishes feel
But he is lucky
As he has a small knife
And cuts himself free
But his freedom has a price
As he falls into the jaws
Of a tiger
His green eyes
Dimmed
Then died

by Jemia