Friday, August 20, 2010

Reflections on the Ephemeral Nature of Being

A spider was very busy in our yard between the hours of 7:45 last night and 7:45 this morning.

At sundown on Thursday there was only open space between all the flora.

At 7:45 am, a magnificent web, to which the industrious spider was already making a repair, glistened in the sun.

I exited the garden gate at 8:50. When I returned at 9:15 there was open space once more, the magnificent web a mere memory.

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