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Posted by sitting eagle woman
SPIDER the weaver of my heart, spins within me, his silken art.
Patterns of softness, beauty, and strength, design my body, my essence, my existence.
My eyes learn his lessons of watchfulness & awareness, signified with swiftness and precision.
Spiralling eternal web, show me the sign, the Gift of fire, energies entwined.
My heart is forever fulfilled to begin, continue and create the female spider whom is my fate.
Great Spirit, I thank you for these patterns of life caught in this time, what Spider has taught me forever mine.
Nourish my spirit with the beautiful dreams that Spider weaves and guards, cherished forever, near and far.
SPIDER the weaver of my heart, spins within me, his silken art.
Patterns of softness, beauty, and strength, design my body, my essence, my existence.
My eyes learn his lessons of watchfulness & awareness, signified with swiftness and precision.
Spiralling eternal web, show me the sign, the Gift of fire, energies entwined.
My heart is forever fulfilled to begin, continue and create the female spider whom is my fate.
Great Spirit, I thank you for these patterns of life caught in this time, what Spider has taught me forever mine.
Nourish my spirit with the beautiful dreams that Spider weaves and guards, cherished forever, near and far.
