a timid doe in my domain

30 May

“You are the creator.”
His eyes lit up like a Christmas tree,
His mouth repeated,
Drew the words around him
like a velvet cloak -

“I am the creator “.

another day,
another client
at the same junction.
I sow the same words,
reap the same reaction.

Look at that.

I pause,
Take in
The landscape it opens in them.

What a view.

I carefully poured
The mantra
Into the ears
of seven different men.

“You are the creator”.

Unfailingly,
A ray of sun touches their cheek.
Perhaps something
Stirs from Sleep in cold ground.

Hope
Is a timid doe in my domain.
People don’t follow her tracks
To my door,
She is not the game they stalk.

Too big.
Too wild.

They don’t dare.

But I often catch her scent
In that moment of grace
Before they re-member themselves...

That first glance after
That says yes,
I saw you see her.

What now?

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Photo by @jeffrey.packard

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