The African Terrain: Journey Of A Tarantula Poem by Paula Glynn

The sun shines down hot
Onto the barren African terrain
A tarantula wandering
From his original home

But now he desires
A happy new home
Underneath the hot African sun
The tarantula searching
Crawling day after day
Night after night

People along the road
Respectfully letting him
Pass by: his spider body
Protecting him from the intense heat
That beats down upon him

And he feeds on the bugs
Along his never ending journey
Food in abundance
Food there to keep him alive

And after so many turns
Of sun-to-sun
The tarantula hasn't
Given up searching

And - finally - after all this effort
A human gently picks him up
Into his dark brown palm
And brown eyes treasure
The miracle of a beautiful spider
A spider with a soul

So in a box, this tarantula
Is taken to a new home
And into a fast car
Along the barren African terrain
Where he doesn't
Have to search anymore

Because an African man
Knows he was the goal
All along, treasuring
This independent tarantula that
Has walked over a 1000 miles
Just to find him
And bring him back home:
A forever home.