Doe by the side of the road.
On the way to work Friday morning a deer was poised to leap across the little road just a few minutes from my home in the village. There were no cars around so I slowed down, put on the hazard lights and opened the car window. The doe stretched her neck even further assessing the situation. She was about five feet from me.
I thought of the William Stafford poem 'Traveling Through the Dark' which I heard him read to our small class whilst in college when he visited our campus. The fragility of life wove over me. So I said to her, oh dear be careful there are cars. She froze and stared right at me. Then she heaved a sigh and turned back under the dappled leaves. From there she disappeared into the woods.
In those small moments there was a glimpse of another life. Her coat was shiny and despite the horrid weather this summer she clearly had been doing well. Hopefully the next seasons will bring more of the same.
Here's a link for the google search about Traveling Through the Dark which is not for the faint of heart but still resonates for me.
https://www.google.com/#q=william+stafford+traveling+through+the+dark+poem
I thought of the William Stafford poem 'Traveling Through the Dark' which I heard him read to our small class whilst in college when he visited our campus. The fragility of life wove over me. So I said to her, oh dear be careful there are cars. She froze and stared right at me. Then she heaved a sigh and turned back under the dappled leaves. From there she disappeared into the woods.
In those small moments there was a glimpse of another life. Her coat was shiny and despite the horrid weather this summer she clearly had been doing well. Hopefully the next seasons will bring more of the same.
Here's a link for the google search about Traveling Through the Dark which is not for the faint of heart but still resonates for me.
https://www.google.com/#q=william+stafford+traveling+through+the+dark+poem