Those ideas that drift
down
into your mind
in the small hours,
The images come
like refracted light
in raindrops on cobwebs
after the storm is passed.
These mental photos
etched in words,
but no less
an essence
of captured time.
Caught like raindrops in cobwebs,
a symbiosis
of water and silk
that slip away from your mind
in the
light of dawn.
