A whisper of motion, a stitch in the air,
A masterpiece crafted with patience and care.
From quiet beginnings in darkness and grace,
It loops through the sunlight to claim its own space.
With wings fine as velvet and bright painted thread,
It dances where wildflowers blossom and spread.
A soft, flying treasure, spun light on the breeze—
A delicate marvel that floats through the trees.
