by T.L. Coston
Powerful blows resound through the sky
Tears in a blackened veil reveal a bolt of light
High above a celestial spider mends the firmament
As torrential tears of rage makes a descent
Bellows from this struggle emit gusts of wind
Diligent, the spider exerts
Bombardments of light tatters its heavenly web;
Yet, he persistently works
A deity perturbed at the arachnids toil
Stikes his celestial mandible.
Severing the cloak, sunshine appears
The conflict comes to a close.
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