I find this picture very much interesting. I mean, whoever took this picture just caught nature in its beauty. That kind of stillness where nature is doing exactly what nature was meant to do without apology. Leaving you to think about survival, hunger, instinct, and the food chain.
POEM
The night is quiet as the spider moves in the dark,
Slow and smooth, leader of the woven kingdom guarding colony.
The silk shines softly in the light, like perfect art.
Each small shake tells it something is there.
Insects hangs in balance, caught without fight,
Wrapped tight in threads it cannot escape.
There is nothing odd here, just nature without apology.
With its same old rule of the hunter and prey.
Picture from the freewriters pic1000 contest
