Magic in the Details

By night, spinning

silver pathways,

a master artist...

at dawn, safely resting,

sunlight sparkles off

the silky threads

drifting on the

soft morning breeze,

catching my eye.

And off in the distance,

the same sunlight sparkling,

the same soft breeze blowing,

dew drops reflect

our home star,

tiny diamonds in the valley,

treetops bend

ever so slightly,

leaves dance in the wind.

Precious gifts I behold,

breathless in the moment,

the magic in the details.