29 November 2010

Spiderpie in Heaven . . .

. . . i weave
therefore i am
a weaver of life . . .

my web of life
was not created by the great chief.
i create my own web.
i create my own life.
and for every web i weave
lies the history of my ancestors . . .

their prey
their warm cocoon
their sustenance
their scattering trash
all trapped or safely secured
in our 24/7 web . . .

someday i'll stop weaving
but where will i rest my weary legs?
and where will heaven's keeper rest her eyes?
nor the superdog his drooly nose?
and the alpha dog with white hairs his watchful gaze?

when i weave, i dream
i dream of heaven
and strange beings
weaving my dreams . . .

- musings of a spider in a house called heaven
for lisa's chaotic macro monday
and misty dawn's camera critters.
and for all creative craftspeople and weavers of life!


Roberto M. Alves said...

Great pictures. Congratulations.

Kim, USA said...

Awesome shots!
MM-cheese cake

TwoSpecialWires said...

Beautiful pictures and a delightful blog. In Heaven.

Thanks for visiting US!

Love and tail wags,
jake and Fergi

Maaike said...

ieks! but great shots!

Nikki . said...

Wonderful images... really enjoyed reading your blog...

Colleen said...

Great shots and great spider thoughts to go with it. :)

Annelisa said...

Wow! Great shots of the spider!

SandyCarlson said...

I love this poem very much. Thank you for sharing it. God bless.