Gossamer Faith

Sir spider suspended,
                           still
but for the invisible
jarring of his aerial 
                           abode,
does it frighten him
to be held by
strength he cannot see,

to scuttle across the
sky, limb to leaf 
knowing the opposite 
                          anchored 
end could detach in a blink?
Still he spins in space
hovers in my way
’til I swat him down
and lament, “My God to have 
                         the faith of a spider.”

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3 thoughts on “Gossamer Faith

  1. Joy Lenton

    Love your poem, Jody! Spiders do seem fearless, don't they? I love it when creation teaches us life lessons.

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