Of Webs and the Reason Not to Spin Them

I do not believe in keeping secrets;
I fear that the world already has too many.
I do not want to weigh my home down any further,
I do not wish to help spin this whirling web,
threatening to entangle me and all who come into contact with It.

I will hold a copy of Frodo's Sting close to my heart,
warning me when I come close to doing the thing which is not,
the thing that threatens to pull this world down,
crashing hard as a mountain obliterated from the inside.

I will use my eleven sword,
-held close to my heart, my elven heart-
to slash at the webs around,
and the webs already
-or just beginning-
within.