spider in the garden

On a rainy sunday afternoon

drops are falling

silently

slowly 

thinly spread 

but constantly

and in the garden 

next to flowers

on top of herbs

in all shades of green

there wait 

two spiders

for easy prey

for changing times

and maybe just like me

they wait for yet

another warm and sunny

early autum's day

one sits 

on broken lines

of his net 

that once was fine

but now is gone

beyond repair

another hangs all quiet

in the center of his kingdom

of his formidable trap

and all I can do is stare 

let the camera snap

and wait and see how drops 

bring further beauty but no crops

to symmetries

pearls and steps 

to my sunday reveries