Between two pillars
Made of salt as the foreground
To a cosmic scene
The spiders have me
Feet and ground, they are both far
Wrapped my arms as one
Is a band of silk
White like gates that don't open
Bound to the pillars
Down there at the floor
Which my eyes do squint to see
Spiders crafting more
A massive statue
Standing for me, wanting me
to come down there free
Arms holding paper
A silk paper family
Holding nearby hands
I hear the statue
They are laughing at a joy
From their creation
The spiders laugh too
They are laughing at a joy
From their creation
Family laughs as well
They are laughing at a joy
They are together
I reckon they wait
Waiting that I laugh with them
Then I'll be apart
Laughing without end
I do feel a smile coming
Joy comes to me next
Then it continues
Their echos are now closer
Then my smiling stopped