In realms where silence reigns supreme,
A creature born of engineer's dream.
A spider, metal limbs outstretched,
In cosmic depths, where stars are etched.
With wires woven, circuits alive,
It scuttles 'neath the void, to strive.
In frigid expanse, where ships do roam,
It's the silent hero, fixing home.
No fear of vacuum, no dread of cold,
Its mission clear, its purpose bold.
To mend the vessels, wounded and torn,
In vast expanse where stars are born.
In dance of gears and bolts, it weaves,
A symphony of repair, it conceives.
A marvel born of human grace,
A cyborg spider in endless space.
Through nebulae and galaxies far,
It navigates, a silent star.
For in the black, where silence reigns,
It's the spider cyborg that repairs and sustains.