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.