I do wonder
why have we all come
to disregard this intimate fabric
woven like a dazzling web
holding together our bodies and souls.
Is it out of curiosity
or out of wisdom quietly laid in the shadow of ignorance,
as if burying treasures in the shallowness of dunes.
For the wisdom always walks
like a stray wolf banished by the pack in a conquest for survival.
Thus we have arrived in the fallen empire, rebuilding a throne with playing cards.
Will we ever grasp - I wonder - the essence of this web
which we use for stuffing cracks in the walls of our hallowed skulls
for the sheer sake of imaginary greed.
It is that serene glide over the grass
dressed in the glow of a starry web that makes me wonder,
what is it that we are trying to conquer, besides the imminent avalanche.
So barefoot I stand within this breath
listening to the mass of snow.