Spider of the universe

(Verse 1)

A spider weaves where stars collide,

threads of light stretching wide.

While we talk of clouds and rain,

she’s stitching space like a cosmic chain.

Her web is galaxies, planets, and dreams,

woven in silence between cosmic beams.

You mention storms, I smile and nod,

but the spider's work defies any god.

(Chorus)

Spider of the universe, weaving time and grace,

invisible threads through endless space.

While we talk about the weather, mundane and light,

she spins the cosmos out of night.

(Verse 2)

You wonder if the sun will shine,

as constellations intertwine.

Each word we share becomes a strand,

in the spider's infinite, unseen plan.

Raindrops fall, we don’t notice the stars,

her web connects Jupiter, Venus, and Mars.

While we chat of breezes and tides,

the universe dances on her threads that glide.

(Chorus)

Spider of the universe, weaving time and grace,

invisible threads through endless space.

While we talk about the weather, mundane and light,

she spins the cosmos out of night.

(Bridge)

The stars pulse softly, caught in her thread,

the universe hums like a dream unsaid.

Our small talk floats through cosmic strings,

while she sews eternity with unseen wings.

(Chorus)

Spider of the universe, weaving time and grace,

invisible threads through endless space.

While we talk about the weather, mundane and light,

she spins the cosmos out of night.

(Outro)

A web eternal, no start or end,

and in its weave, we transcend.

Still talking weather as worlds align,

the spider’s art is yours and mine.