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."


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