Light on the snow,
Moon watched last night
As creatures moved
across my landscape
This morning, looking
I saw deer tracks, familiar
From winters past, and then
Three-striding with a long
Snow gash. I said, an
Injured cloven-hooved
And P said, no, a rabbit.
You should see them pop
Up in the headlights
When I pull in.
Anyway, amazing, those
Who live clear in my landscape.
They are here, fully effervescent
Fully present from time to time.
In this realm, some of them.
Some of them already in the next
I stop to wonder where this kind of
View comes from.
And in the cosmic startle of
Understanding, I see...
All this from the lean, rich
Prairie,
Fuel for a life, planted
For the taking, and with
No knowing whatsoever, I’ve
Been planting too,
Bringing life as I know it, as it’s mine,
To this canvas, to
This home.
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