Prey

The stripes stand out,

But they better be Looking.

Unnoticed; no-head-start

You can call it a Booking;

An appointment to kill his prey in Wait.

Once-he has the jump

It’s-already too-late.

What Could Have Been

I knock on doors, a lot.

Sometimes no one’s home.

Often, someone’s home, but doesn’t hear me knocking.

Often too, someone’s home, but chooses not to open the door. I wonder about these people and their reasons for not opening the door, and I move on wondering about the missed window of opportunity for myself and for those who chose not to open the door.

Coyote at the Edge

Within and beyond the fence.

At the edge of the forest I stand, in part.

Confused by where I stand.

Confused about where I’ve been, and unsure of where I’m going.

Trusting though enough in myself and in life; believing that I am safe and will find my way into the light; be it the open field, where I’m exposed, or through the forest; uncertain and often dark where hope is not a guarantee; where return is not a given.

Loving Me Moment

Thank you.
I rarely respond to likes, but I wanted to today. Thanks Phil.

NOT FOR RANT

As I read these words,

I’m finding peace.

Inner me. Distractions cease.

The noise around me fades away.

This time’s for me, and so I pray:

May this focus, here and now,

Calm me later; show me how,

To be with peace, when I am low,

And to understand, to learn to grow.

I may not get it right away.

Some lessons come another day.

I will find peace with steps ahead.

That is my choice. May I be led…

By my will and by my guiding spirits;

With Love

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