Four paws pause
on the mountain’s graveled flank —
she gathers news
from weed and shrub,
root and stone;
pulls me along.
No matter that I am
near senseless to all
she perceives –
I am content
to wait and contemplate
the weave of breeze
among branch and leaf
pressed to the breast
of gray-clad sky;
to gather for safe-keeping
the coruscating mantras
of crickets, birds and tree frogs
as wards against
future silence.
I am content
to admire those
steely wildflowers
that scatter fairy light
over the forest’s
parched floor
for as long
as I am permitted…
Until, urgently,
I am pulled
to move again —
rapidly and ever onward —
toward the next
newsworthy
site.
–C.Birde, 9/16
6 Comments
Lovely! I used to have a Beagle, and she—like all Beagles—had a very active and curious nose! 🙂
Thank you, kindly Sometimes, it’s intriguing to let our dogs follow their noses and lead us for a change, isn’t it? 🙂
You’re very welcome! It was my pleasure to read! 🙂
It is! You wonder what in the world can be so interesting, and what other experiences you could be missing.
If you had let my dog on her own, though, she would have been following smells until getting lost.
So true — they are “one” with their senses, and impulse draws them ever forward!
A dogs paws have the best smell in the world, all that adventure!
😉 Like popcorn! 😉