Diamond studded spider web
Swaying in the mist falling
so lightly as to not even be felt
and seen only at certain angles
but a sheen lays upon everything,
from the leaves on the trees
to the tall grass at my knees
as the gently blowing breeze
softly caresses my face
but not a trace of wetness on me
wondering how that can be
as i see the water everywhere
but i remain dry from my bare feet
to my unkempt hair
a miracle of science or of nature
or just lucky that i be a "watcher",
a listener, a feeling human being
that such little things start me thinking,
send my senses reeling
what other wonders is the Earth concealing
just around the bend?
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