And Where Was I?

Dancing along moon beans.

Sweeping up debris.

Laughing at something the crow said

to the rabbit as they passed by the tree.

She looked quizzically. Dazed by the late morning sun.

Bark crisp and flaking as she leaned over the water.

Waves lapping the shore in a lazy rhythm

that could lull anyone to sleep.

While you sat wide eyed. Soaking it all in.

The nuances. Swift changes. The owls perched above.

Who. And where was I? Somewhere in a whisper

on the breeze of a dream that had yet to arrive.


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