it wrestled with inevitability
a bee got caught in a spiders web i heard its frantic wings against the window trying to get free but as though it were in quicksand it wrestled with inevitability i took a book and placed it between the web and the window and it attached itself to the pages still turning and twisting until i took it outside and lay it on the balcony and with some confusion it settled finally i drew the book away its little legs pushing back the webs and with a key i cut the threads and it began to free itself i marvelled for the next minute or two which could have been a movie as every intricate body part wriggled intelligently and it became unstuck a knowing of how to when it had the time to and with a little help and after a few seconds more it flew away and my heart leapt for in that moment i too was free and the beauty of being with it of helping when i was stuck in my own web was illuminating and i went back to sit on the couch and i looked out the window and who knows whether it was chance or not but a bee flew up to the pane tapped twice with its body and flew away and my heart fluttered open to the sky and to everything beneath for we are all the same you and i