A Spider On the Window

A spider dances to my music;

All eight legs jigging along,

Catching, walking; seeing through eight eyes,

What a marvelous mask,

For a God in disguise.

Music on the wind makes the trees dance;

It's easy to see at a glance,

But you'll miss it if you stare,

There is too much of it in the air;

Too much to carry a spider's care.

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