Elucidating Questions

Lately

I find spiders crawling on me

When they realise I have seen them they always seem so scared

But this one

They perched themself on the tip of my finger and made themself big

So big and scary

I said to them

I recognised how it feels when I get angry at these great beasts

They look upon me with hmm

Is there a word?

Deep knowings that I cannot possibly understand

I returned them to the grass as I do all of the tiny bugs that end up being on me

If they had arms would they reach out to me the same way?

Like in those moments the Wind is gently holding me in place

Or when the Sun touches my face as I notice him

Yes for a moment it feels like you’re being made fun of

Like they could do something

Maybe my journey to the grass is longer

The Wind touches my face in that moment

Perched on this great being

Puffing my self up and yelling at them

Watching me with that look

The spider probably felt that frustration

The journey probably felt long for them

But when I return them to the grass

I’m also returning them to the unknown

That’s what it feels like

Like I could be going anywhere

I also felt a deep affection and want to protect that spider

Small and helpless

In my realm

So I tripped into

Rather propelled myself into

Some moment where I’m in their hands

All I can do is wait

But in the grand scheme of things, even though I know more than that spider, I know nothing

What do you all know and not know?

Trying to interpret the languages of beings I can hardly comprehend

But the encouragement

It’s there even when I spurn it

I’m sure it’s not just for me

I’m not the only spider in their hands