Spinners Gold

Dancer on a thread

Of ghostly silk

How did I miss you

before?

When today you

Made small

so much taller.

Life …

So more needy.

So less greedy

To run round

a clock in a daze.

Gilded leaf

In a spin

In a whisk

Of the wind

In the grip

Of the invisable

Weavers

How did I miss you

Before?

When today

I’m all wonder

And beholden

To you

Earth.

Tiny

Dancer on a thread

Of the web

How I do  love

You more

as the

Ticking of time

Makes

More….

beautiful

Minds
and

All the sweeter

Our finds.

Dancer, tiny dancer

In the daylight

Creep into the

Rhythm of hearts

And spin us some

More of

Your fascinating

Pulse.