O Divine Web,that weaves us all together,
each to each,
with silken threads
of love
and fear,
of joy and loss,
of happenstance,
illogic,
and the rain and wind
moving in and through
our fragile beaded lives --
help us to value our connectedness,
the spaces and the lines,
the movement of the breeze
and the weight of the dew;
to see the angelic shape,
the halo of existence
that enlightens and enriches
even when we are torn and broken.
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