Something else that I noticed on my run was how beautiful everything was. Of course the trees were beautiful, swaying in the breeze and glowing green from the sunlight. But there was beauty in the decaying remains of a fallen tree too. The brown spotted leaves of one tree may have appeared to be a blemish on the beauty of the woods at first glance, but, on closer inspection, I saw the miraculously intricate web of a spider spun amongst the leaves. This got me to thinking about the interconnectedness of everything and spun the following poem from the gossamer of my thoughts:
World Wide Web
The world is a web through which we're connected
Through the action of one we are all affected
You can not escape, struggle as you might
This web which you are in holds on too tight
Yet its embrace is soft and gentle as a kiss
To be connected thus, can bring true bliss
There's no poison bite, no venomous sting
Coursing through this web, love is the thing
Loving yourself is most important of all
Don't feel insignificant, don't feel small
For when you give yourself love, it radiates out
Starts as a whisper and builds to a shout
Its ripples are felt all the way to infinity
It reminds us all to reach for our divinity
So always remember, treat yourself with respect
Be mindful of others, for we all connect
Each action you take across the web will disperse
And impact us all, for better or worse
2 comments:
Great Post!
love ya
Clyde, I'm impressed. Great sentiment and meaning. One rhetorical question: Read much Doctor Seuss as a kid? Just poking fun at ya. You made me smile for the first time today.
I used to post my poetry on a site that got swallowed up by and lost by Yahoo! The computer it was on... well it took everything down with it when it sank. Shawn
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