Gossamer Faith

Sir spider suspended,
but for the invisible
jarring of his aerial
does it frighten him
to be held by
strength he cannot see,
to scuttle across the
sky, limb to leaf
knowing the opposite
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.”
This poem first appeared on my poetry blog, ‘another facet’ in May of this year.
You can read more of my poetry over there

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