The spider, dropping down from twig, <br />Unfolds a plan of her devising, <br />A thin premeditated rig <br />To use in rising. <br /> <br /> <br />And all that journey down through space, <br />In cool descent and loyal hearted, <br />She spins a ladder to the place <br />From where she started. <br /> <br /> <br />Thus I, gone forth as spiders do <br />In spider’s web a truth discerning, <br />Attach one silken thread to you <br />For my returning.<br /><br />E.B. White<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-spider-s-web-a-natural-history/
