Caught in the gossamer threads of dawn the universe paused
A spindrift veil sparkled across the grassy canvas
Whole worlds and realms shimmered in the shadows
Weaving secrets of ephemeral beauty with the spinners of the night
A tangerine sun shone within tangles of glimmer
Waiting for golden rays of light to take it back home
The cosmos caught for a few still moments
as spiders wait to rebuild.