Natures Illusion

the webs of dew seen through the fog,
held together over the top of a log,
the ants walk over and down the side,
blurring the vision to watch them glide,
merging together all leaves of the tree,
then bringing focus back to finally see,
a wonderful forest painted from bouncing light,
remaining just as beautiful under the moonlight,
remembering this moment for every stressing day,
but why is it not perfect for me to stay,
plenty of food and plenty of water to drink,
with things to do and lots of time to think,
maybe that is the reason i cannot go here,
because my presence will make it disappear.