Spider Time
Time bisects any movement in life.
Woven of gossamer strands,
where celestial spiders swing
in metered rhythm;
back and forth, back and forth.
This pendulum, alive in space,
mesmerizes with each swing.
As light shines, the strands
disappear, only to return to view
by looking back.
Three turns left; time as we know it
advances. Three turns right; the
earth jumps in orbit.
The spider twists itself down the silken
thread, unaware its actions
divide time.
While man looks for answers
to clarify each moment of his existence.
Copyright © Lynn Simms | Year Posted 2009
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