A spider converses with God

A spider converses with God

You the sun light up
you my eyes and warm
you my body and move
you my legs across
you my web towards
you little gnat and I bite
you delicious neck until
you the food go still and I spin
you the thread over and around
you the prey and I deposit
you beloved egg and
you another egg and
you more eggs and I sit still,

listening,

Waiting.


No selfishness, doubt or anxiety
just the certainty of you,
you
you.

When the heel, spray, child's stick comes
the you stops,
and becomes, finally,
finally,
finally,
Us.