Sunday, July 2, 2023

Meander

paw prints by the stream
tiny five-fingered claws
two sets overlapped
in the soft brown mud

the water gurgled
over slick green rocks
smooth stones collected
a shelf at the bend 

there the tracks were lost
in the dappled light
shifting leaf shadows
the edge of the wood

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