No Fear Of The World Poem by Suzie Ret

The spider is an illusionist, tricking the world with delicate silk But they don't make my heart race fast Eight delicate legs, they glide past Making webs as silver as the moon Each thread a secret, spun in tune A little creep, but no fear here Spinning in tune every year The web sags slightly under the morning dews weight The webs shimmer, a quiet fate

As graceful as a rivers current, flowing through the grass The silent slither, seen as sinister, but I let it past Where they see danger, I see grace A misunderstood creature, no threat to embrace The snake sheds, in hope to forget the past knowing what he did would last Each scale a tear drop of their sad fate As it moves forward, shedding the weight In silence it slithers, a story to narrate

As high as the clouds, drifting beyond reach. A crown full of snow, a towering peak. As mighty as a king, with power unique Others shudder, scared of the climb Looking down with fear, frozen in time But I stand tall, embracing the view Unafraid of the height, with a sky so blue

The thunder roars, a heartbeat in the sky Pounding like a drum as the storm races by Others cower afraid of its sound But I stand near, drawn to its pound Like a mighty lion high in the sky Prowling from above, waiting for its next strike Hiding a heart of gold behind the clouds Afraid to shine, but still calls aloud Then as if sorry for its mighty reign It gifts us a rainbow, washing away the rain.