It’s quite satisfying to look into the spider’s eyes and decipher the traps he weaves… leaves an impression in my heart that shows itself quietly, when engulfed by the shadow of a fallen summer leaf, I find myself lost in the darkest mystery of a very bright day… mid-air hovers a bee… mid-air love-making of the insect mind… mid-air moods are the juiciest kind… a dragon-fly, her body perfect and pointing high… what graceful poise… graceful indeed, and angry her eyes… angry… mmmm… angry or scared, I can’t decide… it isn’t easy to tell with humans either… I guess, I’ll go with angry… did not want her to be scared… such a beautiful poise she had… angry went well… a summer day happy, and a summer day sad… frowning at the sane and smiling at the mad…