fates

[drememynd]

i am standing in near darkness
watching the crones of fate
as they weave the cloth of my life
strands shared with those beloved
cross time and space interweaving
the room is full of spider moments
no pause as each of the three
look up at me and meet my eyes
while working weaving knowing
disclosing my destiny in patterns
bright and dark in the weft and weave
if only i knew how to read them