Wednesday, July 22, 2015

Spiderweb Scripture

Image result for public domain image of spider web

She circled in gossamer light,
jaw and fine hairy legs weaving all night long—
how it all trembles now in the breeze,
the dawn shivering two pie-slices of web into brilliance.

She’s tucked up beneath cedar-siding,
sun-fleeing,
crouched, still,
and cannot even blink when a few fragile lines
rip away.

Tonight, she simply will begin again.

Beauty? Utility? Work? Play?
These are things I muse about,
nose to nose with spider and her life’s labor.
Such a holy text,
the way to Stand
written in movement and illumination
about Becoming creation
over and over again
and not notice anything
disciplined or arduous or
spiritual
at
all.


KB

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