Life - I am both of your directions
Existing more with the cold frost
Strong as a cobweb in the wind
Hanging downward the most
Somehow remaining
those beaded rays have the colors
I've seen in paintings - ah life
they have cheated you...
thinner than a cobweb's thread
sheerer than any -
but it did attach itself
and held fast in strong winds
and singed by leaping hot fires
life - of which at singular times
I am both of your directions -
somehow I remain hanging downward
the most
as both of your directions pull me.

marilyn monroe