There are many times in life where there is something emotional and visceral going on within ourselves and the perception of events supersede the reality; This is where fear and possibility meet~Life’s great intersection.

The Spiders Lair

As I stood on the precipice and opened my wings

My heart began to dance and my soul to sing

With boundless possibilities and an open sky

I stepped out from the ledge, and closed my eyes

The wind pulled me up and the current gave me a lift

Who would have thought the winds, would suddenly shift?

What seemed like a lifetime, would abruptly stop

Suddenly peering into haunting eyes, stuck in one spot

Shards of color canvas resting in unfamiliar bundles

Night seemed like day, and day seemed like night

Waiting in fear of the terrible bite

Time became endless and glaring became normal

Would I die in this place, or realize my dreams of tomorrow

Would these eyes even care to see my possibility and hope

Or would it focus on spinning me with the sticky silk rope

Time drained my soul like an invisible leak

When you took your final bite

there was nothing left, but a distant memory of me

I closed my eyes and drifted away

When my time had come there was nothing left to say

I stood on the precipice and opened my wings

As I was never there to see those things

Carl Meadows

May 8, 2014