A gentle web connects us all,
stretched far across
all time and space,
each strand built
with godstuff and angel light,
remaining dim until you reach out,
make the connection,
light up the thread,
take the hand that reaches toward you
though it may be different
though it may be disfigured
though it may be indigent or wealthy
thought it may be full of hatred
grasp it tightly
don’t let go
until every strand burn brightly,
until the darkness is lit
and love becomes the way
weaving through all
Love, the connection
that binds all beings as One
©SpiritLed 2015