"I hope you will go out and let stories happen to you, and that you will work them, water them with your blood and tears and your laughter till they bloom, till you yourself burst into bloom. " ~Clarissa Pinkola Estes

Wednesday, March 26, 2014

seen and unseen

fluffy white cottontail bounds by, hoping to be unseen
(sorry, bunny, I saw you)
turkey vulture soars overhead, uncaring of what goes on down below
(except for the possibility of dinner; can't help there)
and somewhere behind me,
an owl wakes
hooting his greeting to the coming dusk

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