Indra’s Net
Wispy the reticulum
That stretches invisibly
From the dark end to the light
Observe the landscape
The old hills covered by road
The ghosts of trees still sighing
Consider that nature loves you
It communicates its assets
The seconds stop moving
Look up at the burning stars
You will be safe in the dark
Sleep will be bestowed
The heart floats in crystal ships
Love, this hope, that dreams
From palace to new palace
Wispy the reticulum
That stretches invisibly
From the dark end to the light
© 2016 Rob Schackne
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