Not drowning, Waving

i jumped into the shower this morning
and before i had time to react (or scream!)
a Daddy Long Legs spider fell from nowhere
and slipped, as in slow motion, down the water drain hole
between my reeling feet...

After i recovered from my surprise
i then for a moment reflected upon the situation
and felt sorry for this sad demise
then wondered miserably to myself
just how long it would take a spider
to drown...

i continued showering with such thoughts running through my head
about spiders and drowning, which then triggered a memory
of a story i once read in a newspaper...
that spoke about how spiders in such precarious predicaments
often just held their breaths and literally hung on
until the water stopped flowing to climb up and out and continue on
(It was something about the origins of the Ipsy Wipsy Spider song)

So it caused me to lean closer to my toes
and as i peered down at what i thought was a dark hair
twisted around one of the spokes of the drain hole...
(Not unusual with my long dark hair)
On my closer examination i realised it was the long spindly legs
of the Daddy Long Legs tightly wrapped
and hanging on for Dear Life...

And it was then with a slow dawning of realization
that i understood that He was a metaphor...

Once i was asleep
and once i was awake
but for now i simply dwell in the in~between
just hanging on...
not drowning, waving

i wrapped a towel around myself and wrote down my thoughts
before they decided to fade like my dreams often do
and then returned to my husband to relay my story
But too late for by then he too had taken his turn
in the shower...

When i was brave enough to look again...

i peeked down at the now ~empty~ shower drain




X:-/