Fence of fate

On a bustling road, a lengthy fence stands rugged,

A diligent spider weaves its web, covering in places,

Unmindful of the fence's fate, or the threat of its demise,

The spider toils, its labor a testament to its fate.

Such an expansive web, a marvel of its might,

Could only be achieved through tireless day and night.

Yet, does it work so hard to snare its prey with guile?

Or perhaps it toils, to live awhile?

In this whimsical world, strange lessons come to light,

The spider's zeal teaches us to work through the night,

Unmindful of tomorrow, we find our way,

For in its unwavering dedication, we spin a world around each day.