Blowing away the cobwebs

clusters of the dust mote

caught on shafts of sunlight, float

dancing specs of once living things

stirring memories and what it brings

 

gossamer threads connecting the dots

in the corner where the spider plots

traps, beautiful and deadly, secretive too

tis futile to struggle as you do

 

Nature cleans disturbing the clutter

while all around the leaves flutter

winds whistle as autumn ebbs

blowing away the cobwebs

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