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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."