WOVEN WHITE , WIDE WEB
Weaving white and wide web in the clouds wet,
I found the way where aspirations met.
Finishing the fear taking fun with flyer,
I found bright dreams spread wings in layer.
From dawn’s first blush to twilight’s hue,
My dreams shine and paint the world anew
Small sweet sins I saw sever in the endless sky,
Those I never got speared and never felt shy.
Thread of thrill and thick, through out in stitch,
I found the courage to burn in twist and turn each.
