The web you weave caught hapless fly,
but now that I am grown, I spy
the trickery in every strand,
the feeding frenzy Evil planned;
so – no thanks. Invitations sent
are recognized; their true intent
has been exposed, so say good-bye
to feeding on this wary fly…
Meanwhile, Melody Muses... 
Yes! This is my song by the way.
We get a little smarter with age, don’t we? 🙂
Just the other day I was pondering on the lies I was told as child by the enemy of our soul … How good to grow up and see them for what they were … You make me think, friend 🙂
Childhood is not easily escaped scot free… I am in the process of hunting down some of the roots of lies I have believed – how delightfully freeing!
Galatians 5:1 🙂
if you shall not fly spider’s way, would you go south, my way, one day? for said the spider to the fly, come to my parlor, with me lie, yet sunshine makes the spider die and truth and love all flies shall buy. 😉 E
I so was thinking about the spider and the fly when I wrote this! 🙂
Thought so!
unbeliefs are like a soft flaxen cord until tightened.
So true…
This reminds me of not believing everything that what we hear or see…
Absolutely! We need to be diligent in what we allow through our filters, that’s for sure…
Splendid photo and not a single fly trapped in those webs.
I agree.
Thank you! 🙂
They are so beautiful! I bet my sister would die to have such plants (she is a big, big, big plant lover, her dream s a huge garden with succulents and cacti)
Is the web theirs or spiders’?
Good question – these are actually a plant-generated web; they just grow like this! Fun, right? I love them! They grow in my garden. (Well, not today in a snowstorm – but they’ll grow eventually! ) 😦