SPIDER

Spider

 

The spider that clung to the stable wall,

Knew nothing of the day,

All she knew was the tail of the ox,

Had carried her web away.

 

The spider on the manger rail,

Knew nothing of what was said,

All she saw was a crying child,

As she fastened another thread.

 

The spider ringed by her silken trap,

Knew nothing of shepherds there,

All she heard was the angel’s song,

As she clung to the gossamer stair,

 

The spider still in her shimmering orb,

Knew nothing of three wise men,

All that she sensed was the scent of myrrh,

As she crept to her silent den.

 

The spider that spun in the crook of the cross

Knew nothing of the day,

All she knew was the clamouring men,

Had carried her web away.

◄ Patrick And The Devil

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