Black Widow

Some people beg entranceblack widow

For a while…

Eyes wild, heart on fire

Words flowing, arms open

Promises tossed like candy

To small children on Halloween

Capturing you in their net

Requesting your soul for eternity

A safe place…

“Rest assured my Dear,” says the spider to the fly.

“Come stay awhile, rest your weary heart

Here, next to mine for always.                                    

I will care for you forever

You will be safe from harm.”

Then the voice who sits on your shoulder

Behind your right ear

Reminds your heart

Who will protect you from them?


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4 thoughts on “Black Widow

  1. Thought provoking as always Sara! You have the tendency to make me reach into what was planted long ago …
    “Trust in the Lord with all thine heart; and lean not unto thine own understanding” … Pro. 3:5


  2. Meet enough people like that – or grow up with them – and you learn what jaded and cynical mean in a quick hurry. It does us well to learn discernment, although it’s often a painful lesson.

    Funny, that verse that Steve quoted was in my head just the other night.


  3. Wow. A familiar feeling. In the past, I tried an exterminator, but found in more recent days, that the best defense against spider bites is the strength I carry inside.


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