The thread glinted,caught in the lightand then goneThe strand, silky and ephemeral.As mysteriousas the cardinal’s call.Framing this moment,there is a tearedging from my eye –holding on,glistening, not ready to fall;as temporary as that web,lost in the sunshine.It is all passingin the prevailing seconds,marching to another edge –a threshold to the next.No return, just passing.These are […]