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This morning as I swept the porch
That overlooks the garden
I saw the sun reflected on the dew
caught in a spiders web
and I thought,

Well, I’m here and I have the broom
And I…

Swept the steps but kept
Well around the spider’s web
Which glistened between the two
stone heads of gargoyles
and a potted geranium.
And I thought,
Everyone has the right
to try to make a home;
even a spider.
Especially a spider
who spins her intricate web
which binds her intimately
to the sacred Circle of Life.
She uses what she takes and
replaces it with something usable.
She has never waged a war.
She has never known hatred.
She has never felt greed.
She does not hunger for power.
She simply builds her beautiful web
on the Path of Least Resistance
and when the Chi passes
she moves along, leaving a gift
that will be used in bird’s nests.
And I was humbled
by this humble spider
because...

She is not wasteful.
She has never broken the sky.
She has never polluted the earth.
She has never devastated the ocean.
She does not need to be bigger than she is.
She knows who she is and her place in the
grander scheme of things.
She is a spider. Her place is here.
And I felt ashamed
that I could ever have thought,
even fleetingly,
that I had any sort of right
to sweep away that web.
What can I say?
I’m only…


human.

This morning as I swept the porch
That overlooks the garden
I saw the sun reflected on the dew
caught in a spiders web
and I thought,

Well, I’m here and I have the broom
And I…

Swept the steps but kept
Well around the spider’s web
Which glistened between the two
stone heads of gargoyles
and a potted geranium.
And I thought,
Everyone has the right
to try to make a home;
even a spider.
Especially a spider
who spins her intricate web
which binds her intimately
to the sacred Circle of Life.
She uses what she takes and
replaces it with something usable.
She has never waged a war.
She has never known hatred.
She has never felt greed.
She does not hunger for power.
She simply builds her beautiful web
on the Path of Least Resistance
and when the Chi passes
she moves along, leaving a gift
that will be used in bird’s nests.
And I was humbled
by this humble spider
because...

She is not wasteful.
She has never broken the sky.
She has never polluted the earth.
She has never devastated the ocean.
She does not need to be bigger than she is.
She knows who she is and her place in the
grander scheme of things.
She is a spider. Her place is here.
And I felt ashamed
that I could ever have thought,
even fleetingly,
that I had any sort of right
to sweep away that web.
What can I say?
I’m only…


human.

I love this poem,Lorian. It reminds me of a quote from the Book of Wisdom
"Go to the ant, thou Sluggard; Consider her ways, and be wise." (Proverbs 6 : 6)

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Last edited by cousinsoren 05-28-2010 at 12:27:04 PM