Once, I observed a lovely spider, busily spinning her web, and I proceeded to write the poem below.
A spider's web suspended from my deck
Arachnid's Aim
One by One by One by One by One by One by One by One,
she extends her reach into the world,
Glad that she yet retains eight strong, healthy appendages.
Her sisters' are damaged, maimed, broken, or lost,
but hers are vibrant, able to take her
to any destination she beholds as sacred.
Now, she extends her reach into the world.
Carefully, gracefully, she moves along this space,
arranging each extension in its proper place,
allowing a Hopeful Touch to capture the attention
of one who will see her radiance
and share her iridescence with lasting, hopeful bliss.
© Jeanne I. Lakatos
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