The Folklore of the Starry Web

In archaic lore,  
bold spiders rise and fall.
Her web woven in flamboyance,    
then at her leisure,  
she feasts each day   
on fools she tempted as her prey.  
So, it was the end of the moth.  
Her delicate wings flailed,  
she was nearing the end of her life.  
Her struggle to stay alive,  
then the beauty the moth had  
in admitting her inescapable death.