Meadow

 

 

 

 

 

The gift of a mountain meadow
deep into summer
at rest by a winding brook
almost silent
a mayfly skitters over the surface
leaving her eggs
a mule deer observes from a
distant hummock
my presence a temporary curiosity
Awakened from drowsiness
by a foraging red squirrel anxious
on leaving the pine grove
something we share with the
waning sun