Translucent silky spider webs
Shimmering in the new born sun
Spun from blade of grass
To blade of grass
In no apparent order
By one or more hard working spiders
But for WHAT?
They are too thin and random to trap a prey
When the wind blows they will be thrown astray
Here’s the message from the spider
Cast your net wide and far
You’ll never know what you will catch
You can’t wait for life to come to you
Go out and make it happen