Spider’s mission

A pill walking on lonely darkness,
It is long-legged beauty on fence.

The creature is a cultured beauty
Walking on a unhurried mission.

It has to spit longest fine thread
To spin gossamer silk of dreams.


Dialogue of walk

The sun  climbs a neighbor’s coconut
It is time for a  long dialogue of walk

Everything is so  clear and so well cut.
Neighbor ‘s  tiny  moonlight’s flowers

Had done nighttime duty of fragrance.
They are now withered smiles on road.

The parijata tree had shed its flowers
On the earth , their  feet up in the air.