Threads of Life
by Narke
· 04/02/2026
Published 04/02/2026 19:12
In the corner, a spider spins tales of the night,
delicate threads catch the morning light.
I sip on my coffee, watch her weave slow,
each strand a reminder of places we go.
Through storms and through whispers, she holds strong,
a dance of survival, where all can belong.
Her work is a beauty, so fragile, so fine,
a lesson in patience, a thread of the divine.