Here I am therein,
And I know every details
About your webs.
Am I helpless?
Am I not in support of you?
Spider, O spider,
Please wait, here I am
In you to bring out the truth.
Truth, itself is the web.
And I put the button again
To clear up unreachable.
Really horrible!
The train-time is changing
Every now and then, pitiable.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A wonderful ode to spider. Loved this beautiful poem...top score.