After John 3 

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A long-legged spider 

Just descended from the trees 

Suspended by her thread, 

She dipped her head in water 

And rose up 

As quickly as she came 

Gathering hungrily 

With forelegs, the thread 

And her body, 

Deftly ascending back into the branches, 

Cradling between her head and thorax 

A single drop of water 

Which I saw and could believe 

A jewel  

That caught the morning light 

When she spun around and up 

In the gentle blow  

Of wind I barely felt. 

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