Morning Walk

Glistening Grass, a photo by paynehollow on Flickr.

by Michelle

Gentle rain shower, fresh and cool
Long blades of green, green, green in the muted daylight
Walking down my familiar wooded lane
Noticing again the beauty in the simple
yet find myself focusing on the complexity of the unknown future


Young mules trot to the barbed wire to take in the wonder of Iglook
Curiosity guides their moments
Older horse trots to an opening in the wire, boldly stepping out to the street
I tighten my grip on his leash as Iglook instinctively charges, less forcefully now, he's older too


Turkey trots across the lane, into the woods
Box Turtle stretches one foot, shell glides to follow it
I pick him up and move him to safety
Pick-up trucks come by consistently, I've waved to three already


I notice humanity's inventory of winter rubbish strikingly white and red on the roadside
I note to bring a trash bag on my next dry walk
Refocusing my eyes and ears, I see the green, green, green again
I hear the calls of the cardinals
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Back in my kitchen I look out onto new mown field
A large rabbit hops quickly into higher grass
I realize I'm no longer focused on the uncertain future
Just enjoying the gift of the present