(Poem) Help Us, Household Spider, Weave Love into Our Web by Carolyn Lee Boyd

By Thomas Bresson – Own work, CC BY 3.0, https://commons.wikimedia.org/w/index.php?curid=27600470

Welcome, household spider, to our home
Our Earth of your favorite dusty cobwebbed corners,
Metaphorical baskets of unwashed clothes, dark’s mysterious sanctuaries.
We glory in your silver filaments,
Geometric miracles of delicacy, pearl-colored strands
Strung like holiday lights in the lightbulb’s glow.

Your industrious usefulness in the ecosystem and otherworldly artistry
In the midst of our human world’s cosmic-level messiness
Incites our admiration and awe.
Please, look upon our dwelling as your own
And help us make it a place of both order and wonder.

While we struggle with our everyday human tasks
Of doing our part to make our planet as it should be,
We stare in astonishment at your fertility and persistence.
If we bumble into your masterpiece, rip it from the wall,
Undo your hours of designing, constructing, creating,
You patiently and forgivingly start again.
Please, may we use your example to
Weave the web of understanding and healing
Across our planet until we, too, make our world
A masterpiece of loving, insightful, brilliant and beautiful connection

You are always busy, weaving in the night
As our heads lie sleepless on our pillows.
Once again, our world’s balance has slipped off its axis
And is rolling far away we know not where.
Throw us a web to catch it in our waiting hands
When our future is uncertain.
Together, we will tack sanity back onto our planet where it belongs.
We will darn whole our world’s broken places;
Someday it will shine with sparkling filaments of happiness.
But always we will leave your everyday spider webs be
So that you, too, can have a safe home for your children,
Made from your nurturing and labor, for your future and ours.

A couple of days after finishing this poem I walked into my bathroom and encountered a spider who was hanging by a thread attached to the ceiling, her face at just the height of mine. We looked into each other’s eyes for just a moment until I said that soon someone else would be coming in who I was afraid might not see her and so would wipe through the thread, sending her tumbling to the floor. Instantaneously, she began withdrawing her thread until she was safely back in the light fixture. I took this to be her blessing on the poem. 


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2 thoughts on “(Poem) Help Us, Household Spider, Weave Love into Our Web by Carolyn Lee Boyd”

  1. I love this piece Carolyn – we desperately need help from nature to re -read (mistake – I’m keeping it) reweave the web and asking for Spider’s help initiated a response,,

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