The Time of the Spider

• there will be time enough for spring
• with its demand for attention,
• its salvo of bloom,
• a heralding heard by birds and bees alike,
• a call to arms and valentines.
• but this, this is the time of the spider,
• whose memory of the ancients is more recent than our own,
• whose web is a model for the path of life,
• for the way stars are held in the loom of the sky.
• this then, this
• is the time to let ourselves be found in an ancient maze
• guided, as we always have been,
• through canals lined with luminaria and orbs
• to the horizon over which is space and the beginning of time,
• a new year.