Spider Psalm For unswept corners, shrines of peace, for time to still my scuttling thoughts, this grid in which I have a place, I sway, and pray, and thank you, God; For giant footsteps safely gone, the bird that missed its beaky strike, the star that stares down all night long, I sway, and pray, and thank you, God; For floating in geometry, for spinnarets to make my silk in endless sweet and strong supply, I sway, and pray, and thank you, God; For work and wisdom’s congruence, triangles, spirals, radii, swift remedies for broken bits, I sway, and pray,…
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