Red Wood
2022
To see them, only them
and breathe in what emanates from fur. They know,
a line of sight may reach forever
but not.
Safety yet all at once they are in the corner of your eye,
never seen. You know,
flesh is not as long living. It has to earn the right
to see them honestly.
To be attentive of the envy that becomes present in acceptance, is a reminder that they know everything, after miles of standing. Among lives unlike my own, the reality of here brings the encouraging wind. Where it is cannot be found unless you earn the right to be, to bathe in a sorrowful longing with creatures of another.
They feel my scent through the ground,
walking on their beaten track.