THE WEAVER

	

	
She lies coiled within our roots,
	patiently spinning her web.
She weaves threads of thought 
	into Beauty.

We are, all of us, tangled in her beauty.

She gifts each being with skills
	to live among the threads,
	to take what is needed,
		and to give back,
	within the fabric of balance.

To our kind she gives
	imagination!
We are her clever ones.
	In our vast satchel-skulls we carry-
		shiney things,
		intriguing bits of
		this and that.
	A long, meandering conversation
		with stick & feather & lightning
			Brings-
				Arrow!

And she weaves together
	the hunter-warp,
	and the weft of the hunted,
		Cleverness and Generosity,
		Genuine Need and Enough,
		in an instant of
			perfect balance.

And the hunted knows,
	generosity is the seed
		of Abundance.


				-Hue Walker, 1996