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Do You Ever Wonder What a Spider Sees?
By Oscar S. Cisneros [ Download in MP3 ]
Do you ever wonder what a spider sees?
My mom has a tree whose flowers fling long red filaments into the air. Sometimes, I see these bright strands crowding a spider's web and I wonder, "what must that spider see, suspended at the will of the wind in a web..."
Poor spider - reviled by society for making a meal of creatures that fly. And isn't it a crime? To rob iridescent wings of flight? To pluck a delicate thing from the sky with a premeditated web of deceit?
Poor spider - its grace and delicacy lost on a society too brutish to see its eight-legged beauty.
No one appreciates a pink arachnid blending among the scented pink petals of a flower, waiting for its prey.
No one marvels at the nimble architect whose creations satisfy the eyes with their form and fulfill a function of death and ensnarement.
"What about the lion? Or the wolf?" I'd ask, were I a spider. "Do they not kill too?"
