White Pine, Red Cedar
Evergreen
decked in strands of web
separated by wind
ushering in winter.
Once summer’s home
to spider’s fare
of fly and flea
now flown
and barren
blown down,
a single hair
of hoarfrost
catching crystals.
Sparkle, twinkle
single thread
newly adorned
in celebratory
refracted rays
of holy light.
