I feel like I am walking on a thread of a spider web.  All around me is grief and despair, and the single strand is the only thing holding me in check.  The single thread is Channah- but push her too far, or lose my balance, and I fall of into the black void below.  Worse yet would be to wake the huge, sleeping spider.  I tiptoe around because to wake the spider would mean death in the blink of an eye- no amount of love could save me from the suicide of waking the spider.

The web is surrounded my leaves that can either give me safe harbour or completely destroy the web either waking the spider or worse yet flinging me off into the void.