I am caught in this webof lies I have been spinning
by myself
Spinning so furiously
that I have forgotten
I am a spider
Throwing lines like a fisherman
on turbulent waters
or gathering wash from a clothesline
as a pending storm hovers silently
over the next hill
The web has caught nothing
but whirls aimlessly
from a thin thread of ideas
If I settle it catches the sunlight
laden with dewy colors
If I slow down
I balance on its tensile threads
If I pray
others come to help me
finish this work of art
in record time and with novel
creative patterns
Refining this web
not with lofty ideas but with silver silence
of celestial grace and prayer
Oh I love being a Daddy Long Leg's Spider!!
I have spent a lot of time watching spiders. Daddy (really Mommmy) longlegs. jumpers and I even had a black widow last year who's beauty and cunning kept my attention. Have you ever seen a longlegs give birth? She holds the eggsac in her legs and the babies EXPLODE like hundreds of little black pepper stars to stay in a halo above her. She then keeps watch upside down until the babies are big enough to escape being lunch from either their brothers and sisters or mom herself!
ReplyDeleteBlack widow on the other hand pretty much does in her husband. (Very brief relationship) Mine didn't survive the winter to reproduce (which was A-OK with me, didn't want my front porch infested with them.) Spiders are the ultimate graceful creators, it's well that you take your inspiration from them.