
half moon this morning
a startled rabbit scampers –
my breath giving chase

half moon this morning
a startled rabbit scampers –
my breath giving chase

such a fine balance
between helping and hurting
the light turns green
four a.m. wake up
a gathering of barred owls
who really cares who

pausing in passing
a moment seems a lifetime
unspoken dialogue
horses in a dream
moving through an open gate
the last one feels me