Spider web fine,
the thread I followed,
to the forest.
One old friend saying,
“You’ll love it here.”
Another old friend,
rediscovered from summer’s past,
ready to share a room and tea.
And then something new completely.
A house with a tree inside didn’t seem as important anymore.
And you told tradition, while you honored it,
you were going to love as you willed.
Spider web silk wove around us both.
Though I soar to worlds strange to you,
strange to myself if I’m being honest,
spider web silk holds strong,
for a score now,and will for many years more.
Image from one of my favorite movies, Kiki's Delivery Service
This poem was inspired by a prompt from Imaginary Gardens With Real Toads, Connect the Chimes Challenge. Follow the prompt for more great poetry