SPIDER'S WEB
One day we'll learn the secret
Of the web, that work of art
Which has a wily spider
Waiting, lurking, at its heart.
The web is very, very fine
But it is strong as steel
And it's so light that when we're touched
It's a touch we cannot feel.
Yet see that fat old bumble-bee
Enmeshed in a silver skein,
And see the web unbroken
By enormous drops of rain.
I like to see the spider work,
Floating across a space
Intent on carrying the web
To a far-distant place.
I like the neat geometry,
The triangles and the lines;
I like the shimmering silver
And the way the pattern shines.
A spider-web is a miracle,
So strong and yet so frail.
If only we could copy it,
But on a human scale.
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