Arachnid memories

"Blessed be the tie that binds"
Sung in Harmony or
In Unison

It is the old Southern song, sung with longing
At times of Parting

And Friends, Family, Lovers, and Songs
Together weave the web that holds us
Together

Sometimes that
Woven Web breaks in one place or another
The vibration of that
Broken strand

Shakes Us

But, like that wise garden spider, we mend those broken places
Building anew a beautifully mended world

Doubly strong in those broken places

dg

7/3/10
Still at Bongo Java East

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