Web

Strings of dreams,
To spin my web.
Of geometric beauty
And evil concealed
In delicate tapestry
My trap of greed.

In silver sparkles,
Of threads through time,
Each moment breathes life
In life's design

A thread for anger
A thread for hates
Each thread a mistake
That you have made

Tread my thread
Seal your fate
A web through time
And not through space

3. Storm

4. Full Circle