Cobwebs
- Zion

- Oct 17, 2025
- 1 min read
Updated: Oct 18, 2025

Cobwebs
Like a cobweb’s lacy overlay
Over a knobby trunk
So too is your word
My filter, my guidebook
When my focus rests too far
The ugliness pervades
Only faintly, there are lines
Tracing boundaries for each place
Make them easier to swallow
When the picture swallows me
The truth illuminated
By whispered lines you've revealed
Treat me not in accordance with my lack of faith
But by your abundant heart
Whose riches drip off the words of life
That you speak
Through the lines



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