The spider, dropping down from twig, Unwinds a thread of his devising; A thin, premeditated rig To use in his rising, And all the journey down through space, In cool descent, and loyal hearted, He builds a ladder to the place From which he started. Thus I, gone forth, as spiders do In spiders web a truth discerning Attach one silken strand to you For my returning
"Returning" feels like, reads like, and looks like a celebration of a past and a future colliding together with gratitude and a divine strength. Your blogs, give me pockets of quiet peace and introspection to each of my days. Thank you for being "that cool" :).