they delighted in minutiae

some thought it trivial

for which they had no imagination

                                       they were sitting on the front porch in the sun a small café table between them having coffee at a sudden he saidLook look  look

                                                                     lifting her eyes

in the air before them backdropped by a tall weathered plank fence floated a tiny spider a brilliantsilver tic central to long whips strands of silk sinuouslycurling moving on a current a slight abruptbreeze

A nervous shuttling he said into his hand so not to influence the spiders flight

A diaphanous dance.

they watched the glistening webmenagerie glide but lost it went it passed beyond the fence backdrop

Thas a helluvaway to travel spin ones own wings

    How fortunate were we to witness that?

                      tacere  

1431,  reggaefriday,  28  11. 25

1124,  Tuesday,  2  12. 25

tacere: to be silent, to keep quiet, or to say nothing