In the distance
A branch cracks
Under her weight
Then the air stops moving
She is here but distant:
The doe.
Her tail twitches twice
In the cool green shade
Her ears twitch.
She lowers her head,
Raises her tail,
Turns,
Gambols into the
Brighter space
Deeper in the woods.
She is fearless.
Her body a vast warm canvas
Of gentle life
Choosing her way
Accepting recognition.
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