Spider webs

Spider webs

Thread by silken thread of maybe
Of once used, discarded identity
We weave together a story of me
Designed to capture no other prey
But ourselves , our idea of what is to be
Entangled in our own webs, long to be free
Enmeshed , enchanted with our creations to varying degree
Yet we refuse to discard our absurd understanding, see
That we need to discard the me, to know reality
That the answer lies not in webs of complexity
But in the spaces between, where love breathes free
And in those moments when me is suspended , I agree
Is when I truly am , unfettered, to truly be.

--shubha