Finale; (A Spider in the Circus of the Falling Star)

don’t be afraid little one
we can’t always walk in the sun
I’ve come to show you another way
around
weaving a home
from patterns of sound
we catch marvelous moments
put them down, put them down
ah don’t I recall
all of us flying
on parachutes in fall
into the wind
to all stars again
somewhere
the first of us is always
there
the last of us
is not afraid
to leave
all life is circling
and all circles leading
the circus is gone
our kind too…
eat me and
live, child