2011 - Day 201

Perfecting the art of creation,
Not quite the easiest task,
Intricate fibers weaved delicately
Made to capture the sunset at last.
Sneak out in the night try to hunt down the colors,
All hiding from the gleam of the moon,
Check under the bridges and over the ridges
You're close when you hear a faint tune.
The colors will guide you to the Valley of Madness
Where most people never return,
But if you can cross it and keep your composure
Creation is now yours to learn.