And Along Came a Spider
Sometimes the wholeness of the universe
Comes along like a black widow spider
On a thin thread and stops in front of one’s face
From fear and dread
All time stops
As the eight-legged spider
With eighty-eight eyes stare directly
Consumed with death and obituaries
Sleeplessness nights and tragic endings
The black widow spider a symbol of eternity and
life cycles like the center of the universe pauses
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