Web of Time

There is a connection

Which if we are lucky and attentive

That we all find

In a person whose heart and mind beats in rhythm with our own

And when one of those hearts ceases to beat

and the spiders web is taut

Death hath not the strength to break a bond

so tender and so strong

Time cannot hush the one whose voice  

will echo in every room we enter

with answers to questions we have not yet asked

Death will not erase the feel of that gentle touch

nor the silence and the calm

Nor break the web of time