Ah, to draw out your poet is my heart's joy
A dance of words today to precede the next dance
On an early morning walk
I was stopped
by the site of performance art
on free standing stone carved pillar
upon a silken web
dew gathered
and diamonds emerged
at the forks of many strands
diamond dust like a pearl necklace made the transparent
visible to mine naked eye
took my breathe away
the sight of God's presence and handiwork
