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Each day new adventure life brimming with thrills
Add to the whole with our toolbox of skills
Sit in the shade while folks carry and tote
Lesson for all or known only by rote

Fragile gossamer threads that go their own ways
Countless hairs split while many drop off or splay
Spinneret of spider or silk of worm
Strands in combination great strength is ensured

What becomes of the strands that drop off and fly
Alone in the world do they wither and die
Or are they constructed of firmer thread
Cavort happily, laughter’s straight ahead

Question of the threads is question of our lives
Solo or in groups do we wither or thrive
Can we stand on our own and each do our part
Or do we collapse without others support

Each day new adventure life brimming with thrills
Add to the whole with our toolbox of skills?
Sit in the shade while folks carry and tote
Lesson for all or known only by rote?

Hercules’s strength is not held by one man
Each with our burdens does best as we can
Rise in the morning and answer the call
Love points the way to rise above it all

Weakest link controls chain’s resiliency
Multiple woven strand’s strength more constancy
Silken strands spun as useful, beautiful growth
Strength increases with numbers but not our worth

Whether solo or part of greater whole
We threads long for love that satisfies our souls
With warp and weave great tapestries create
Hold firm to your brother before it’s too late

Each day new adventure life brimming with thrills
Add to the whole with our toolbox of skills?
Sit in the shade while folks carry and tote
Lesson for all or known only by rote?

spider thread with dew drops

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