Monday, October 29, 2012

The Spider’s Web ( A Natural History)

The spider, dropping down from twig,
Unfolds a plan of her devising,
A thin premeditated rig
To use in rising.
And all that journey down through space,
In cool descent and loyal hearted,
She spins a ladder to the place
From where she started.
Thus I, gone forth as spiders do
In spider’s web a truth discerning,
Attach one silken thread to you
For my returning.
E B White (1899-1985)


experimentalpagan said...

Lovely photo, it is that 'webbery' time of year, isnt' it?

Sylvia Linsteadt said...

oh, i love this!! i've been thinking a lot about the magic of spiderwebs recently... how profound, this spiral weaving, this sitting in the center as the world passes exactly and beautifully through