
Come into My silver web
I am the change that transforms
I'll spin you a silent silken shroud
A tomb from which to be born.
I see you cringe and step aback
As you watch My scything jaws
But before rebirth must come release
'Tis one of the Dragon's laws.
Come...
tread My sticky spiraled path
If you wish to be free
For you'll have neither arms nor name
Lest you've the courage to confront Me.
No journey for the craven this,
To shrug away your skin
To face the mirror of your soul
And see what you have been.
No mortal mate within the glass
You'll find reflected there
Instead the Many-Petaled OneUnfolding features fair.
Come ye,
balance 'tween the worlds
Be ye not afraid
Though the spears may wound you deep
And you fear yourself betrayed.
Though rooting sows may eat your flesh
Below your lonely perch
And shadowed, vast the forest lies
Between any who would search.