Purpose and patience
suspended in space,
a tentative equilibrium
woven of translucent threads
supports a spider.
I am reminded of my own gravity,
faith in the mass that produces it,
symbiosis with the planet that complements it
or rather captures me in a much larger gravitational web
raveling me.
The arachnid and I
are both geo-synchronous orbiters
though she refuses to conform
to the nature of all falling things
spending her life defiantly levitating
Delusory
patient
purposeful
as a carnivorous
predatory Buddha.
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