Insanity

with a pink crayon there is a fine line drawn somewhere in between existence
curving and carving at fixed points; but mostly an ever flowing non-segmented ray
running both parallel and perpendicular with other lines of the same motion

with tiny silks there is a fine line drawn by a beautiful spider in angular dimensions
weaving and waxing of webs; twisting and turning a foiled wrap of creatures
slowly dropping from the ceiling down to the floor in perfect strength and grace

with green stalks there is a fine line drawn from the ground moving upward to the sun
swaying and swinging of stems; depending on which way the wind will push them
growing in scattered pockets all over the earth in an abundance of life and longing

~Emily Loren Moss Ferrell

written 02/22/2010 3:50 am est
photo 02/20/2010 aprox 11:30 am est