And soon was aware
They were watching me.
I walked down the path
Past the tiny creek,
And a flutter followed
Through the leaves.
When I stopped and looked back
The motion ceased.
…
I sat on a tree stump
And joined the silence;
Morphed to become
Part of the environment.
Then shyly,
as if afraid to be seen,
A mourning dove lighted
In front of me.
...
Now, I’ve been shadowed by crows
And watched by robins,
But never had a dove
Pay me any attention.
And had nothing to offer
In terms of food,
But stayed with him
Because he approved.
We were silent together
Then, off he went.
And I’ve often wondered
About his intent...
(We humans, it seems,
Complicate every event.)
...
But let’s keep things simple
As we should—
He saw me out walking
In a lonely woods,
And thought he’d welcome me
To the neighbourhood.
That’s close as I can come
To why he paused,
And in our different worlds
That’s probable cause.
