SPINNING WONDER
I'm showing you the poetry
In a silken strand that shoots
From tree to bush then waves
On the wind over the water and back
To land upon the branches of the trees,
And I'm thinking of this magic,"Let it be,"
While you try so hard, over and over
In that way you have of never letting go to sail
On strands of magic, to explain the science
Of spinning such a marvel to one who only wants
To live her life in astonishment and wonder.
