The Orb Weavers
Ethereal Reflections: Weaving Time's Tapestry
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Once upon the moment of beauty laid long past
Reflecting on a distant, beautiful moment that has elapsed
The itch on the cheek of a mute mouth clasped
An uncomfortable sensation experienced despite being unable to speak
In a twirled looking glass, to go or stay
Contemplating whether to remain or depart through a distorted perspective
In course at its own display
Following its own path of presentation or unfolding
A pot, a pan, a cutlery board
Everyday kitchen objects mentioned symbolically
A pepper and black spice tray
Referencing a collection of spices and culinary tools
Time spooled, unspinning
Time progressing in an unconventional manner
Life scrolls unravel
The unfolding of life's stories and experiences
The telling tale wends bends and
The narrative of life twists and turns
Breaks these tomes we travel
Challenges encountered during life's journey
Over and again we abide
Continuously enduring these experiences
But which side now of the
A question about one's position in a situation
Looking-glass façade am I?
Uncertainty about self-perception
Memories haunt like diamonds
Memories that persist vividly
Reminiscence swirls as smoke
Recollections that swirl like smoke
Nettles in the morning
Unpleasant or challenging situations in the morning
At night steeped straw of oat
A contrast between day and night experiences
Petals of jasmine, anemones
Mention of delicate flowers in water
In a water bowl afloat
Reflecting on the elegance of chance
How grace arranged the chance array
Changing circumstances with the transition of the day
Come eventide's shifting glow
Bend and stretch, swing and sway
Moving fluidly and adaptively
I am as a snake in your hands
Feeling manipulated or guided by someone else
Wading loose as oars of two creaky boats
Comparing movement to two boats interacting with sediment
That play patterns with silt on the sand
Describing a pattern or rhythm in mundane activities
Black coruscation, loam liquid beads
Depicting visual imagery of dark, liquid-like objects
The Orb Weavers spin the length of their wheels…
Metaphorical reference to the intricate work of orb-weaving spiders
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