Indra's Net

One day in  early autumn, as the waning night 
quivered before dawn,
a crescent moon, chin up,
welcomed brilliant Venus, the morning star
The illuminated planet sparkled, 
a melange of mirrors,
like Indra's boundless net
of reflecting pearls
They reveal all that ever was and
will be
A small spider's web seemed to float 
upon the bedewed grass beneath
Every node was encased by a
tiny dew drop which 
reflected all of its neighbors
Fleeting intimation of the eternal

Note:  "When the Hindu god Indra fashioned the world, he made it as a web, and at every knot in the web is tied a pearl. Everything that exists, or has ever existed, every idea that can be thought about, every datum that is true—every dharma, in the language of Indian philosophy—is a pearl in Indra's net. Not only is every pearl tied to every other pearl by virtue of the web on which they hang, but on the surface of every pearl is reflected every other jewel on the net. Everything that exists in Indra's web implies all else that exists."  Ref: from Wikipedia.  This is a second revision.