I watched a spider build her web It's something I’d never done before I assumed it was a three-day event As intricate as they are As fragile as they are But she finished it in less than an hour I felt cheated by how easy it was No mistakes, no missteps Born yesterday with the gears of an atomic clock Is she nothing but a program, like love? A smell on the air that tells us when to go? Oh, why can't she stay that miracle? A story written out in stars And why isn't that enough? Why do people need to feel so special all the time? So above it all This morning I went back to see her To see if she’d caught some fidgety dinner, but her web was gone Just a few threads hanging on to where they'd begun You see, a bird or a breeze can be a hurricane to the little things Why do people need to feel so important all the time? So above it all We all crave some wildness we cannot know We all crave some wildness, some hit-and-run To glimpse the side-eyed blurry hide And thrill at the marks it leaves behind The police report, an IOU For a miracle, which reads Please, stay here on Earth with me And I'll try not to explain everything away Little spider