THIS MOMENT

THIS MOMENT

 SITTING HERE BY THE CREEK:

 NEAR WILLOW TRAIL, A FAMILIAR: ADVENTURE THAT

BRINGS ME BACK TO THE

GIFT OF NATURE. AS A DEER.

UNVEILS ON THE STREAM;

THEN SLOW AND STEADILY

TAKE A SIP. HE THEN EASILY

INTO UNITY WERE OUR EYES

MEET. IT WAS ONLY A BRIEF

CONNECTION; THAT WAS AT 

A STANDSTILL:

I'm REMINDED OF FAIRIES AT

THE SOUND OF MERMAIDS

SINGING AND INNOCENT,

RISE SUNSHINE.

A DAWN ON MY PATH THAT

LEADS ME INTO THE FOREST.

THERE I SET A WARMING BY THE 

FIRE, AS THE NIGHT UNWINDS;

LISTENING TO MY SOUL; IN A

FOREST OF REFLECTION:

WHEN THE NIGHT IS EMPTY

I WISH YOU WERE THERE.

NOW MORE THAN EVER;

BUT THE STREAM STILL FLOWS

ON ITS WAY TO FINDING THE 

VALUE OF BEING ALONE.

FOR THE LACK OF HUMAN

COMPANION: PONDERING

HIS FATE, SOMEONE TO BRING

LIGHT TO THIS DARK MOMENT.