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!

8 comments:

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.