Webs ...

Psalm 119:5-6 

⁵ If only I were predisposed
to keep your statutes!
⁶ Then I would not be ashamed,
if I were focused on all your commands.

Webs

I see you standing there ... gazing in the distance

hair blowing in the wind posing for a picture

All you seem to see ... is your own appearance

drowning into oneness ... like a planted fixture

You were to be part ... of a life abundant

Birds, flowers, trees ... and butterflies in the sky

But now look at you ... lost in your own grayness

confused and out of place ... about the death you died

Searching for a way out ... digging deeper in your self

Encountering only darkness that now becomes your light

Webs alike are woven ... by the ones like you at times

To catch other diggers ... for the things that are not right