Webs Of Life

Published July 27, 2018 by tindertender

Cobwebs in the kitchen, cobwebs in the bedroom, hanging from the ceiling and everywhere I look, reminding me of work to be done … or not. Cobwebs in my mind, cobwebs in time, winding round and round sticking to whatever is found.

Sound waves ripping through space, microwaves too, heating everything in its path, and echoing in the head. Ripples in the water reaching beyond and out, connecting with others and merging as one.

Webs created and webs formed, uniting life and death in cycles. Seen and unseen, explainable and yet also hard to understand, these invisible, and sometimes showing, strings of connection bind all that ever was, and all that is, and everything to come.

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