My car has a new spoiler.It’s not a shiny fin, metallic wing or even a mermaid -
It’s a spider web.
Two thin gossamer strands curving from the front,
up and over the top of my small car.
For a fortnight now, these silken strands
have traveled with me up and down the highway – hundreds of miles.
They sway gently as the car hurls forward.
Grace under pressure.
I think about my ageing body, vulnerable to the inevitability of time,
And realize there can be strength in frailty, grace in simplicity.
Heartened, I travel on
