Work with what you are
If you are a fawn
at dusk
you will
stand still as wood
in a field of tall green grass
at the edge of a forest
your dark eyes wide open
watching sparrows
flit and fly home
through the twilight.
If you are a fawn
your soft brown ears
upright will catch sounds
of wind through the pines.
If you are a field mouse
you will
scurry, slipping between
wildflowers
fawn hooves.
If you are a human
you will
see the fawn, the pines, the wildflowers
feel you breath as wind,
how your heart beats as
bird mouse, fawn
then and only then
your tender work
is done.
delicate expansion of gracious awareness, both calming and invigorating, wild and composed, thank you~!~
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Thank you for reading and responding to my poem!
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Thanks! I needed that!
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so glad to know that
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Beautiful! I was right there in the field with your animals. 🙂
Barb
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Thank you. I needed that!
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