Post by cynthiacox on Apr 13, 2011 8:52:36 GMT -5
Weave the webs of reality around you.
Take each strand and hang for your today.
Watch the tangles as the present takes hold.
Watch the spin churn as consequence laces in.
See the foundation of this web start to decay.
As days turns into years and years into decades.
Feel regret burden the load of your creation.
Feel disbelief fall upon the twine of life,
as if you never touched this design.
The wind blows, strand by strand,
the web comes undone.
One weave gets tossed here.
One weave gets tossed there.
Before you can count the disappearance of the survival
you knew before,
the web will re-assemble itself,
casting light to remind you,
that even though,
we are never truly in control...
Somewhere,
Somehow,
the web we weave,
will be as we wanted,
from our first breathe of life.
Never give up this fight,
to weave your life!
Take each strand and hang for your today.
Watch the tangles as the present takes hold.
Watch the spin churn as consequence laces in.
See the foundation of this web start to decay.
As days turns into years and years into decades.
Feel regret burden the load of your creation.
Feel disbelief fall upon the twine of life,
as if you never touched this design.
The wind blows, strand by strand,
the web comes undone.
One weave gets tossed here.
One weave gets tossed there.
Before you can count the disappearance of the survival
you knew before,
the web will re-assemble itself,
casting light to remind you,
that even though,
we are never truly in control...
Somewhere,
Somehow,
the web we weave,
will be as we wanted,
from our first breathe of life.
Never give up this fight,
to weave your life!
